An Euphonious Mellow Sound
the euphonious sound wafted in through my open window
it was mellow, honeyed, mellifluous
not a flute, not a dulcimer
an ethereal, angelic sound
my soul wanted to hear more
there was a soft subtle mellifluence to it
it was silver-toned
I looked up, expecting to see an angel appear
horrified instead by the presence of an angry grim reaper
you are supposed to come to the window and lean out!
he chased me around the room waving his scythe.
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