Being forced to practice piano Was one big giant paino. I hoped for a violin With which I'd do violence. Now what do I think of music? Nothing but a lot of mucus, A long repeating secretion, Not an art but a classroom secret. I'm only expressing my mind! By 10 maybe I'll mend.
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