I'M Sorry, I'Ve Got To Go
Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: I'm Sorry, I've Got To Go
Edited By: Sparkle Jordan
written: August/2014
Jazz
aficionado's,
remembers
Chick Webb -
Two sticks
in hand,
tap'n
on the rim
of a
snare;
keep'n time
on the
drums....
like
a clock,
And
tap'n
those cymbals
Bock-a-da-bock -
Go
Chick,
go!
He
was
flawless!
Hit'n licks
like
lightening,
and
didn't miss
a
note -
When
you hear
him play
on
"Liza,"
then you
know
that
Chick,
was
jazz royalty,
worthy
of
the throne -
He gave
jazz,
a whole
new
meaning -
"It don't mean a thing,
if it ain't got that swing."
And
when
Chick Webb,
was
on the
Savoy
Ballroom's
marque -
folks packed
the
show,
to
hear him
jam
his
signature
song....
Harlem Congo.
He
would hit
them
licks,
like
no drummer
did
before.
Chick Webb,
will
always
reign
supreme,
In
New York
and
Baltimore.
The
"Little Giant,"
as he
was
known -
will
always
be,
The King
Of
Swing -
copyright (c) 2014.
"I'm sorry, I've got to go,"
Is reportedly the last words
spoken by Chick Webb.
Copyright © Ken Jordan | Year Posted 2014
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