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A poem i wrote for my nephew entitled “The Naive piano” :-)
There once was a pianoWho lived in Wales,That felt uneasyLike it was filled with nails.So, decided to have a spring clean.But woke up to find,It had all been a dream.The nails were not really there,It was its imagination.Andt that being playedWas its very occupation.So broke free,To express its emotion.But piano's can't see,And so ended up in the ocean.
