When harping on one string too long
It breaks – you go where you belong
That way when you strum of your tune
You know your tomorrow is soon
Rhythm, it soothes as you play
The future is spankin’ new day
Each note it plays just like magic
And soon your life’s not quite so tragic
The beat of the drum makes you wild
And soon you will know inner child
Snapping your fingers is cool
You do not care looking like fool
Any way you play it, it’s grand!
‘Cuz now you can make your own stand
Soulful and heartfelt, continuous!
Repaired string is quite so subliminous!
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