Trouble is Terry had a sweetheart with a limit
A limit she tried to ignore
Til the night he came home with another old upright
And got it stuck in the front door
She goes or I go said Terry's old lady
And knew that this time would be hard
Then Terry got out a tow chain from his pickup
And dragged the thing out in the yard
The doorframe came with it and so did the wall
Not to mention the porch and two trees
And the whole pile lay out there drinking the rain
While Terry stood by looking pleased
When Terry's wife left him to deal with his wreck
And found a more reasonable home
Terry gazed out where the wall was still missing
And felt empty and old and alone
For months that piano sat under an old ginkgo
Gathering berries and leaves
Til Terry completed a new home addition
And went back to tickling keys