Music and Man-Generic Chronicle
Strumming the four strings,
Got my fingers vibrating,
Those jingled nerve endings,
And reached my spine and brain,
The tones that came out,
Were melodious and sweet,
They tingled my ear drums,
It reached brain and perhaps spine,
And felt good,
I continued to strum,
And noticed nearby ears “tingled” too,
Man makes music,
Music makes man too,
Believe it- in many senses its true.
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