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Down To Earth Music

Good evening boys.
We’re here to play not to pray. Oh God
That’s an unsuitable predicament for a garage band. Let’s
play some down to earth music
not some praise the Lord too high for your voice whining
music. Your hands belong on necks, not on books
your fingers should press strings,
not brandish gold rings..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 2, 2017 at 2:58 PM
Nice one. Am happy to discover your writing, I like it a lot and hope to see more ;) mo
Ranaweera  Avatar
January 1, 2017 at 4:32 PM
I like the musically of your language. I like your approach too because you seem to handle the tradition carefully.
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