However much she cried
Every time they changed the note
A part inside her died
She'd fiddle and pluck
To her heart's content
Alas to no avail
And though she'd spend days at it
The notes just came out stale
Then came the smoothest strum
Unlike she'd heard before
She didn't even move
But found her heart was on the floor
That day the melody changed
A light and cheery tune
Angels sang when he joined in
A musical monsoon
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