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COMPLAINING INSTRUMENTS

"I always play second fiddle" the trumpet said
The piano chuckled and wished his colour was red
In the corner of the room stood the saxophone
All these complaining instruments and he started to groan

The guitar was angry because he was out of tune
Best you don't ask the problem of the bassoon
With regards to the violin it was the fault of the bow
As you can see there are plenty of complaining instruments on show

The conductor has a job on that is for sure
All these complaining instruments and he has to compose a score

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sally

I absolutely loved this! It kind of makes me think of the talking furniture in beauty and the beast (LOL) :)
Brilliant and hilarious write!

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