The Musician

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Music is my soul,
It's what makes me whole.
Many instruments I do play
For they put my talent on display.
All my instruments require a reed.
One thing that can be agreed
Among all is the bad taste
That's why we don't let them go to waste.
When I'm not in band,
You can find me with a book in hand.
There is one thing you better believe,
Bad grammar is my biggest pet-peeve.
Sweaters and skirts are what I wear,
And I normally have blonde hair.
Music is what I live for,
Because it is my door
Through which I do express
Everything that causes me stress.
Whenever I encounter strife,
Music will always be in my life.

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