The Piano

w c

The Piano

 

I could have played the piano

As I have the music gene

The keys I could have tickled

Had I practiced anything

 

They would have given me tips

When I played their tunes

With nostalgia quite a bit

And songs that they could croon

 

They would have had their tea

And smoked their cigarettes

A waitress would have cleaned

And straightened up their little mess

 

I would have recorded an album

Had I learned to play

I would have played my songs

And sang them every day

 

I would have had a fan club

And they would make me go

The girls would be adoring

And my name they all would know

 

If I just would’ve listened

And practiced every day

I would have been a musician

And I would surely play

  • Author: w c (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 9th, 2017 00:45
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Goldfinch60

    Music comes from within and to let it out from any instrument it wonderful.

    • w c

      Thanks G. Music does indeed come from inside.

    • orchidee

      Good write wc. A sequel: You learnt to play the piano, / Then I came along / And ruined it all / By singing to your music! heehee.

      • w c

        Thanks O. What a fitting sequel!



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