Almost Lost a Violin
Honest people are not a plethora.
That’s especially true in Philadelphia.
What an embarrassing situation you were in
when you almost lost that high-priced violin.
An instrument like that won’t grow on a tree.
It would cost more than a Lamborghini.
You left it behind when you got off the bus.
Forgetting that priceless item was not fabulous.
Some honest persons turned it in, fortunately.
Once again, you can play a sweet melody.
What beautiful music we are able to hear,
because we have some good people here.
From a local news story.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2011
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