The One I Used To Admire
The One I Used to Admire
Is still a unique individual
He was a great musician
On an Alto and the Piano
But to me he was a god in flesh
When he played the Piano
His tallented fingers flying
Across the white and black keys
But he had a mysterious personality
And he threw me off everytime
I saw him
One thing I wished to know..
Did he ever like me?
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