The Ukulele Poem

The ukulele,

Made just for me,

It’s quite a beauty,

Don’t you see?

Hear it’s strum,

Then hear my hum,

Move to the beat,

And just have fun,

The ukulele,

Made just for me,

Has such great rhythm,

Can’t you see?

Listen to the words,

My mouth dares to sing,

Saying, “Don’t you worry,”

“About a thing.”

 

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