A dot up and a dot down plays it own symphony
Squiggle lines gather together and say we are unique in play
Jingle Jingle pied piper say hello and say follow me for I have no black notes
Tingle Tingle little ears prick up and say we follow us follow for the music guides us to go
Jumping Jumping each notes cry a song of happy, sorrow, moody, and classical thrill the air sky as it dances along
Black Notes cry to all I will forget you not please call me again and I will croon a tune again
By
Felicia McCaw
Saturday, June 13, 2015
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