The Piano Tuner

The Piano tuner The blind piano tuner knocked on the door Where I was a caretaker -like I can afford to buy a piano- I showed him into the music room and left to read a newspaper. I heard some clunking as he tunes; then there was a long silence, he had fallen asleep with his head on the keys. When he awoke I said the piano was perfect, but for some reason, it only plays Edelweiss and similar tunes, not that I care, never cared for classical music.