Henry's horrendous hiccups. (short story)

Henry sang in the Angel Choir at his house of god every Sunday morning. He had a extraordinary voice.
"Just listen!" exclaimed the choirmaster.
"My boy" Henry's grandmother sighed.
"Wow!" said the other kids in the choir.
Today was a special day. Henry was going to sing a solo He had practiced all week lengthy He was ready.
Just before the temple service, the choir practiced their music in the choir scope When it was Henry's move round he stood up and began to sing. on the contrary not for long.
Hiccup! Hiccup!
"Get a drink of