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Pish-Posh-Tilly-Wosh, I bid you good day and hello.Why do I sing? Why look at me strange?For I am a jubilant cello.I pluck at my heart and sing from my soul, my strings are a magical thing.I dance and I hop, I skip and I ought cause I am a jubilant cello.This world is so full of strangers who know-Nothing about you its-so-very-sad,But If you just pluck at their heart strings like soooo... Their friendship is bound to be had.Hish-Cosh-Oh-My-Gosh, I forgot I am wearing a suit!I'm late for my meeting but I'll keep on singing cause cellos don't give half a hoot! -Boop-