darkraze11b

Aghast and broken the instrument rolls off the table
Its plight unspoken and to defend itself it is unable
a masters neglect fractured its fragile body
i break in its shell without the scent of something rotting

who cares for the fragile the weak and unused
who needs such things if not the need to abuse
to forget and neglect never feel regret
but to love such things such an endearing aspect

the one to repair the unneeded pillow
to paint the unneeded nutcracker to tar the old willow
mend the broken so the lay not unforgotten
and also this may stay off the stench of something rotten

you and your carelessness my dear

muahahahaha too funny