In a monastery, tall and grand,
There lived an organist so grand,
He played the keys with skillful ease,
And made the organ's music breeze.
One day a prodigy did come,
With a talent that had just begun,
The organist was smitten so,
And taught him all that he did know.
Together they played a concerto,
That made the crowds just overflow,
With music that was probable,
And scales that were so audible.
But one day came a dreadful time,
The prodigy had lost his shine,
He played a requiem so sad,
And all who heard it felt so bad.
But still the organist played on,
With hope that soon a new dawn,
Would bring a talent just as fine,
To play the organ so divine.
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