The charming fellow
Who plays the cello
Wearing the yellow
Bow tie
This I can not deny
For this is no lie
His bow glides on the strings
Which comes forth a wonderful thing
He plays his solo twice
For it is quite nice
The ever changing of his fingures
As the bow slides past the stings
He is playing the second chair
On this night so fair
Now he plays his cello with quite force
With this he plays with little remorse
When the concert ends we will all cheer
With that he shall appear
Take a bow
so love this one. wasn't this one also one of the ones you gave him for Christmas?