Ode to My Lute

by Findail

Oh a lute! A lute! A marvelous lute!
Not like a tambourine, not like a flute.
Those take no skill with their pounding and blowing.
Lutes take caressing with fingers a'knowing!

Oh a lute! A lute! A fabulous lute!
Not like a tambourine, not like a flute.
Made for a man with ten fingers so agile.
Breaking the hearts of the women so fragile.

Oh a lute! A lute! A local made lute!
Not like a tambourine, not like a flute.
Made by the masters at ACE near the Elf Gate.
Go get yours now lest you weep 'cause you're too late!