Said Cello to Piano, you have all the right keys and notes
And you play in such a way I do adore;
Said Piano to the Cello, you’re a mighty well strung fellow
Have you not rested here beside me once before?
Dear Piano you are Grand, back then I couldn’t stand
I was merely a Violin when you last saw!
You’re so deep Cello,
You’ve the scale Piano
Do you think we might duet?
If we start Cello,
Never break your bow
And you must play until the end;
Never solo our sonata
Don’t flatten what is sharper
Else chorus I’ll apprehend.
Sentimento, you and me two
We shall play, au naturel.
Other instruments uptempo
I won’t chase them with crescendo
To encore we’ll be compelled
Cello dear, before you hear
Poco amore in our score
I must suggest this little request,
I shall not quaver to begin
Nor let you pinch at your own strings
Until you buy me a Treble Clef.
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