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I Do Love My Clarinet
Soaring and willowy,
Dark as a stormy night sky,
Glinting silver in the blinding lights.
A sweet serenade
Like an enamored spring bird;
Enchanting the soul
And piercing the mind.
Captivating and dangerous
One second from disaster;
Beautiful and complex
Like a mysterious stranger.
An unreal octave flows easily,
A harmonious sound as shady as a horror novel.
The melody is the final word of a dying artist
That breaks hearts even when all is silent.
And my amazing band teacher!
Picture: I think you can figure it out.
"You are responsible for the talent that has been entrusted to you."
--Henri-Frederic Amiel