I Heard A Violin
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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I heard
A violin as I passed
By the end of
Saint Paul Street
The violin I heard:
And it was playing
Sad.
And it came from
The small and quaint
Street
Where there's my heart
Romantic seeping
Through
And into the wines
Piping and flowing
Of olden centuries:
A violin
A violin stood
Playing sad.
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