My Clarinet

In your fluffy black case you rest,
When you’re out you’re at your best,
Cleaning swabs, polishers and cork grease you need,
It sure is worth it indeed!
Silver and black all over,
You work like a four-leaf clover,
You shine like a star at night,
I play you with all my might,
Reeds which taste like wood,
I wouldn’t change instruments even if I could,
I know notes from high and low,
Mr Starr watches me grow,
My Clarinet I love you so,
I can’t wait to perform my next show.