Poem

Okay. Since I owe chloroPHYLL a poem....



Can you hear the birds chirping in the skies,
Singing to the tunes of Phyll's lullaby?
Can you feel the rain falling ever so gently
Atuned to the sounds of the guitar so intently?



Another thing, i must precide
Is the way her fingers hop and slide.
Can you feel its lack of pain
Dancing, jumping to the sound of the rain?

In many ways, she is a mum
However she also makes a wonderful chum.
A caring person is what she is,
that makes share time with her awfully bliss:)

Thanks to Bao Yi for providing me with the relevant information about Phyll. I sound like a spy =/