Best Strummed Poems

Resting upon my lap 
Your thick body 
Sits perfectly upon my knee 
  
My left hand 
Gripping your neck gingerly 
Delicately in my palm 
  
Beautifully dark 
Is your fret board 
Polished to reflection 
  
Ivory colored 
Are your machine heads 
Which...

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Last night, I strummed a rainbow of songs.

Songs written by many diverse folks from, across the world.

Afterwards, I slid down that rainbow and celebrated the pot of gold I had found.
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