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
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Riley Avatar
April 20, 2011 at 2:38 PM
Catchy title to a sad song, unrequited love, maybe a Soldier with a broken heart, lrt the imagiation wonder. Well written verse, a joy to read. JudyAR
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