The Piano King

They called him the piano king
Made of wax and made of varnish
He lived in dining halls and sitting rooms
Just to please the mortal eye
No one ever played him
Out of love
Just out of pride
And now his ghost haunts old pianos
Playing only in the minor key

ZoeBee

VT

19 years old

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