It was Sunday morning, I was practicing away,

We weren’t going to our church,

but playing for another church today.

All of the sudden I hear a bad noise:Β  NOOOOOO I say!

 

“Shhh, Daddy’s resting” I hear,

I continue to groan,Β  ’cause this is severe!

Oh I’m toast!

orΒ  maybe roast

 

I’ve done this once,

I’ve done it twice,

and now this,

makes it thrice!

 

 

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I know this sound, I’ve heard it before!

No doubt! For shore,

I’ve broken my third piano string!

It will no more ring!

 

I check all eighty eight keys

which one has died,

I want to see…

 

I’m confuserated, all the notes play!

Which one has died I say.

I discover this key has two strings,

only one has given away!

 

 

 

Oh goody I sigh,

we don’t have to say goodbye,

I’d like to keep you dear F, why,

it would be terrible to play without this little guy!

 

You may be just one of eighty eight,

but “your important”, I state

don’t retire,

your gonna get a new wire!

 

 

 

~Cassia

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A Sound I Didn’t Want To Hear!

13 thoughts on “A Sound I Didn’t Want To Hear!

  • August 24, 2011 at 9:10 am
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    haha that’s a very good poem πŸ™‚ well I’m glad your little F still is working :)..
    -mary
    YAY first commenter!!! πŸ™‚

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  • August 24, 2011 at 9:31 am
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    I don’t think I realized that piano strings could break like that! You are one awesome player, C!!! HUGS

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    • August 24, 2011 at 6:06 pm
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      Would you like me to come play on your piano? Maybe I can show you what it sounds like!? πŸ™‚

      Love ya Auntie!

      ~Cassia πŸ™‚

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  • August 24, 2011 at 12:43 pm
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    Hahaha, that’s hilarious!! Very good poem! Do you like writing, Cassia? I was feeling sorry for the string the whole time I was reading it!! πŸ˜† πŸ˜‰

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    • August 24, 2011 at 6:03 pm
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      When I have something to say, then yes, I like to write! πŸ™‚

      Thanks for commenting!

      ~Cassia πŸ™‚

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      • August 24, 2011 at 6:19 pm
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        unlike me…who sometimes even has things to write about πŸ˜€

        ~Susannah

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        • August 24, 2011 at 6:58 pm
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          LOL! Well when you do write, it’s neat! Like about your drivers licence, honestly you were the one that inspired me to write this “poem”. πŸ™‚

          ~Cassia πŸ™‚

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  • August 24, 2011 at 4:09 pm
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    Except it wasn’t a *little* guy! It was a BIGGER one! πŸ™‚

    And there is more than one reason that we don’t put things on top of this piano…..

    πŸ˜€

    Lovey you, Spicy!

    ~Mommy-Dear

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  • August 25, 2011 at 2:52 am
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    I’ve broken violin strings before (I won’t mention that it wasn’t my violin), but never a piano string. πŸ˜€ Congratulations………I think………..

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    • August 25, 2011 at 8:38 am
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      Oh Thank you!

      I’m pretty happy with my accomplishment! πŸ™‚

      ~Cassia

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  • August 26, 2011 at 7:00 am
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    Ummm come play on my piano??? YES!!! SURE!!! I’ll even risk a broken string if it meant you all were here!

    And why don’t we put things on top of the piano, Mommie dear?

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