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A small child’s voice
Singing a sweet song
She’s rarely on tune
All daylong
Grandma at her piano seat
Hitting on the keys.
Grandpa plugs his ears,
Yet it does not please
An uncle taps his foot
Dancing to the beat
His wife makes a call,
He forgot to come and eat!
A big brother on his computer
Singing along with rap,
His little sister runs in
And plops down on his lap
How music moves us all
It makes us sing and dance
We have all our own styles
You can see that at a glance!
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