Rustoio's Intro-T Major
mi@us: listen to mi demo!
sing ye that sounds perfect
that this perfection
pitched in the perfect harmony of your voice
the brasses are polished
and the woodwinds dusted
the violins are restored
the metal strings had rusted
the flutes we're oiled
and tenor prepares to sing
he eats' in the diner
a meal fit for a King
the songs have been rehearsed
the musicians prepare to sound
people come from all over
people from miles around
they speak and mumble quietly
not to disrupt the mood
they wait the concerts starting
the conducter sets the mood
the soloist is joined
by the tenor and baritone
the chello's and the trumpet
mimics a grunter tone
the words are song softly
we sit and are amazed
the lights are dimmed
to create
the sight of a bluish haze
they soften to re appear as a pinkish lovely glaze
the tenor acts restricted
he's warned to behave
Copyright © Allan Terry | Year Posted 2018
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