Music
Music playing in my ear,
music that I want to hear.
Whether sad or whether happy,
you could be slow or very snappy.
All kind of songs that people sing,
you please a poor man or even a king.
We all love music and this is true,
it makes us happy or even blue.
We sing along to the words we know,
it makes us happy, it makes us glow.
Music, music everywhere,
if you don't like music, you are rare.
By Vera Leonczyk
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