I Am The Violin

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Old 24-Oct-2010
I Am The Violin

By: Naomi D’Arbell

I am the Violin
You know me for my charming music
My Mother is Bow
My father is Rosin
I was born in Italy
I live in a case
My best friend is the Viola
Beacause she accompanies me
We like to please the ears around us
My enemy is the Baritone
Because he ruins my lovely, delicate music
I fear hights
Because if I fall from them, I can break
I love my owner because she appreciates my elegant music
I dream of the day my owner and I become famous because of my beutiful sounds

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