Musical Note
A harpist sent a note
That felt rather sharp.
It left me feeling flat
As a worn-out tune.
Out of rhythm and sync;
Too lento to make the play,
I lacked the harmony
To counterpoint her melody.
Cadenza like, my heart once surged;
Now it drums out a dirge.
The key to her heart
Lay with a noted composer.
This heartless rat made her a coda;
Turning her into a decomposer.
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