My Old Uncle Wheeler

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From the book My Hippo Has the Hiccups

My old Uncle Wheeler
the instrument dealer
sells cellos, pianos, guitars.
He also sells mandolins,
banjos and violins,
zithers and harps and sitars.

He sells all these things
that play music with strings
at low prices that cannot be matched.
His discounts are deep
and his prices so cheap
’cause he sells them with no strings attached!

 — Kenn Nesbitt

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Reading Level: Grade 7

Topics: Music Poems, Poems about Friends and Family


From the Book My Hippo Has the Hiccups

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