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You play me like a xylophone

Read my treble clefs

You'll find no trouble or cliffs

No heptatonic 7s or minor sadness

Only major pentatonic bliss

Strike my bass octave with your mallet

Play my soprano range

Twiddle my middle C

All the way to A - octavely higher

Your resonators below enhance sustain

You be the opachera, I'll be the wakulela

You call, I'll respond

Alternating rhythm, doubling an already rapid pulse

Co-existing with a counter-rhythm

Pull up a chair

Play me right there...

Xylophone Part II

You play me like a xylophone

Make my signal weak like a cellular phone

Tell the world like a megaphone

You turn my thoughts like a rotary phone

Vibrating me like an idiophone

Describing my gyrations like an ideophone

Sustain my pedal like a vibraphone

Pull up a chair

Play me right there...