I Wonder If Zebra Tastes the Same As Horsemeat

HEY CJ….. EVER SEENG IN SEENGAPORE? I heard you sing in Singapore And begged thee to sing some more And so thy song traversed lips of red A lullaby you sang until I lay my head to bed\ Oh to Singapore your words poured forth in virtuosity and in voice ‘Twas a twist of fate that fate had no other fateful choice And so you sang fluidly and ne’re dare distractions While the musical mosaic and your voice were the main attractions Then Singapore stilled its clappers and silenced all the bells As each listener was entranced by divergent spells One was my being mystified by your beauty and beatitude combined While other men had visions of he and you meandering in his mind Thusly did Singapore and I beg for one more enchanting song And on that Asian stage is where a lovely like you should belong Quite frankly my dear it’s your silhouette and song I cannot ignore And the perfect part is whenever you agree to sing some more in Singapore ©2011.…free cee!