Headsong

- Headsong-
Ive got this swingin' jingle
Thats been playing in my head
Da da da the missing words , a filler helps instead
But Man Im feeling tight as i  tip toe to the right
A sparrow hops ding ding ding to a section of the song
Today i kinda happy it does not always come along
I do a little backstep now
with the cymbals as they crash
And heres that part where the organ oils the notes
Drat! The bloody phone rings clear through   interruption of my show
Ah , it can only be good news while the guitar hits the bends
Ow Honey ! Read me my rights, this music's really got me now..
" No , i didnt hide your car keys , look on the second shelf"....... 
Where was I now?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Robinson Jr. Avatar
January 18, 2017 at 3:58 PM
Delightful poem, Jannie. You were 'bout to do a hop step when the phone rang. Boom ba da boom, the bass sang. I'm loving your grooving state of mind. Cool as Chick Corea tingling the ivories. Lovely poem indeed. Much love to you always.
Breedt Avatar
January 4, 2018 at 3:11 PM
Yea lets go Old friend. Take out your trumpet here. Thank you
Deschler Avatar
September 16, 2016 at 5:42 PM
I like the way your words seem to dance along to their own wonderful beat... This poem is uplifting and a joy to read, Jannie. Well done!
Breedt Avatar
January 4, 2018 at 3:10 PM
Oi Kelly. Come dance with me. I only saw yours and Freddies comment now. Thank you dear heart
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