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
©2011.…free cee!
Copyright © Jeffry Cohan | Year Posted 2011
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