I had a craving today,
To sit down and play,
My old best friend,
The piano.
I hadn’t played for a year,
And I yearned to hear,
My partner in crime,
The piano.
My fingers caressed the keys,
As they swam across seas,
Singing with my comrade,
The piano.
The keys were dusty,
The seat was musty,
But I stuck with my buddy,
The piano.
After playing my melodies,
I smiled happily,
To remember that I loved,
My piano.
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