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Which one?

When I go to music class,

I don’t want to learn bass,

Flute or fifer? Not for me.

But, right there, what do I see?

A perfect instrument, I didn’t let it be!

I ran straight up to it,

And up my face lit.

I ran my fingers across the keys,

White and black, just for me!

I love to hear this sound,

And then I danced, all around!

It was as grand and beautiful as the eye could see,

But, what could this magnificent thing be?