A year and a half, she's already begun to play
So many crazy tunes, with flair and style
sometimes she sings, or tries to say
And sometimes she simply flashes a smile
When I woke up on a fine winter day
I heard her serenade for a while
Then she looked at me and hit the key
Like a professional one could ever be!
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PS: Ottava rima
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