Wiggi Raccoon's Guitar Groove

Wiggi Raccoon walked into the music shop, his black fur shining bright.

He saw guitars hanging high, and his eyes lit up with delight.

He picked one up, and his paws began to move,
strumming chords with a funky groove.

The shop owner smiled, 'You've got the vibe,
young one, come back soon and we'll make some music,
just begun!

'

Wiggi returned the next day, eager to learn and play.

Luna, the guitar teacher,
greeted him with a warm hello.

She showed him chords and scales, and Wiggi's paws moved quick as can be.

His black fur ruffled with excitement, as he played a riff with ease.

Luna beamed, 'You're a natural,
Wiggi, keep on strumming with glee!

'

Wiggi practiced every day, his skills improving with each new way.

But one day, he saw a kid playing cool,
with a guitar that shone like the moon.

Wiggi wanted to be just like him, and he tried to copy his every move.

But his music sounded awkward, and his paws felt like they were stuck in the groove.

He felt sad and alone, wondering why he couldn't be like the cool kid in town

Wiggi felt like giving up, but then he remembered Luna's wise words.

She told him to be himself, and not to compare with others' chords.

Wiggi took a deep breath, and let his true self shine.

He played with passion and fire, his black fur glistening like the night.

His music was unique, and it felt just right

Wiggi played with all his heart, and his music reached the stars.

People gathered 'round, mesmerized by his funky beats and guitar scars.

He felt proud and happy, his true self on display.

Luna smiled, 'You're a star,
Wiggi, you're shining bright,
in your own special way!

' And from that day on, Wiggi knew he was the coolest cat,
rocking the guitar, and being himself,
no need to look back