Norway Music

NORWAY

Sat here in my flat I think of Norway, 
of all the places I’ve seen there and the bands – 
names to chill your blood. 
To my Norse gothic bands I’ve seen here in England – 
better than all the rest, my secret. 
How I love it and can’t get enough of them. 
When will my last gig be here? 
Norway and your music, I love you very much.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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