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Issac's Poem

Music brings us together

No translation is needed

We can talk about the weather

But with these sounds people are greeted


The playing of piano

The strings of a violin

While the ladies sing soprano

While us lads play the mandolin


Play the congo drums

And plucked are the strings

The guitar ha causually strums

Because thats what summer brings


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