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Piano Man Quizmo LaGrande I’m in love with a piano; It reminds me of a man— Fair and handsome, rich and tan, Bold, dynamic, Upright, Grand! With golden wood and golden tone, Never flat and seldom sharp; Oft times a brave staccato, Yet gentle as a harp. A ragtime man in ragtime clothes, A conductor in a tux. A singing virtuoso. My private music box. With many keys to all my doors, Each a secret to unlock. Some ebony, more ivory, Dark, light, each take a stock To heighten my insistence Knowledge gathered in my hands Beyond my vain existence, A wish of fingering this man I’m in love with a piano; At last I understand, It plays me to perfection-- Bold, dynamic, Upright, Grand! ~ * ~
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