Eighty-Eight

Eighty-eight is the number of keys in a standard piano.
In every key is a different sound that races.
Get high with God as you pluck each key.
Heavens above will rejoice when you sing 
  with your notes of praises.
Three times the number of alphabets
  plus your ten fingers make up the eighty-eight.
Your soul soars when you make others smile
  with pieces of eighty-eight.

Eighty-eight is still the number to remember
If you want to sing and dance forever.
Great songs and masterpieces will always survive
Hit any note and spirits will come alive.
Thank God for the melodies that made the music 
  of your life.
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