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I've always liked the story "The Gift of the Magi" - so here's the pre-quill to it.

Verse 1:

Tom loved to play his violin for people he would meet; a coin or two, he'd get a few, when playing Courtney Street.

Then came fair Ann, now there's a plan, that thought jumped in his head; “Oh maiden fair, tell me your care,” and this is what she said:

Chorus:

"I feel your soul in every note, my love is yours to keep;
Your destiny is great I'm sure; but there's one thing you need.
The finest bow, then fame would grow, with greatness in your life;
And if you choose to want me too, then I would be your wife."

Verse 2:

Tom felt Ann's pain, clutched in her hand, she thought he didn't see;
the locket from so long ago, her families history.
The broken case, her mothers face, all memories of home; her empty space, could be replace, if found the missing stone.

Verse 3:

So he searched the town, all up and down, the stone could not be found; but then he saw it in the glass, the price 100 pounds.

The only thing of value, he could every hope to trade; was his grandpa's cherished violin, because he loved that maid.

Chorus:

This missing stone, will help dear Ann, remember who she's been;
and knowing this, will help her see, to look out not just in.
I'll trade my hope for fame and gain, to make our life and home;
and gladly trade my violin, to give the missing stone.

Verse 4:

So Ann went out, because she knew, that Tom could use the Bow: the finest one, could soon be his, for she knew where to go.

For she did trade the locket so dear, it's value was so great; and she would set it in his hand , when he got home at eight.

Verse 5:

His knees they shook, when first he saw, the Bow was sitting there; and knowing what he just had done, no words were there to share.

Ann saw the stone, her eyes they filled, with tears of only joy; they'd passed the test, and built the love that nothing could destroy.