My mother was a singer and,
My father played trombone,
My sister plays the violin,
My aunt plays saxophone.

My grannie, she could really clog
While grampa played the spoons.
I got a cousin plays guitar,
He picks some dandy tunes.

My uncle plays the botton box,
My niece can play the flute,
She also taps and does ballet,
And plays french horn to boot.

It's clear, I really have no choice,
It's in my blood, you see.
It's hard to NOT be musical
In this here family.

I can plink on the piano keys,
And play the clarinet,
I want to play the bagpipes but,
I haven't learnt how, yet.

My forte' is my singin' voice,
I'm told I really croon,
They say that when I do my thing,
I make the women swoon.

But am I a musician? For,
I've never made a dime,
Oh,I just like to sing some songs
And have a good old time.

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I am inspired by any good artist who uses their natural talent.

Cheers

SND