Colorful the garb
a perfection
of lovelyness
a bite at resto verso
find a place to dance
ooh you
got me going
aint shame to say
keep on with
the way you're going
Woman you know
how to
get your way
full respect to your
situation
I have something to say
I wanna be
with you tonight
I gotta and need to
make it right
got me feeling a way for you
tryna keep it
honest tween me
and you
L'Alpage Fendant
a wine they drank in Grone
in the canion of Valais
"We were on tour in Europe
we went out on night
and " El Whorio el Brazilia"
meet my date and took him
from me. I was her understudy
at work, and this Scram took
wind of us and rootia Married with him.
the Oboist and and the flutist
had to pull apart> Txomin and Dynomoss
sent Whoretense back to
Godbout where she
lived: I got
the job and the man!"
By
Lambada Pagode
the UnderStudy
Categories:
oboist, culture, dance, fantasy, lust,
Form: Bio
the kettlleir awakes Lyrics
while the Horns are Frenched
and Trumpeted.
The Snares are rolling the Intro's
then Lyrics are ushered in.
While Chellos and Viola's
compliment the Oboist thing.
Cantar uses Lyrics
and Cantrix listens while
he sings!
Categories:
oboist, music,
Form: Ballad
A lone man
Standing in a cold rock outcropping
Rain soaks him to the skin
He laments the world’s troubles
War, famine, disease and poverty
His soul feels the pain of everyone around him
A black oboe touches his lips
Playing a sad refrain
One that echoes through the valley below
Each note carries a woe
Away from him and into the world around
Into the clouds that float above
Taking them into the beauty of a rainbow
Thousands of people flock to the hill
Just to listen to this single man
His songs lift their spirits
For a moment
One brief moment
His songs allow them to smile
And for the moment
They are happy
All because of a lone oboist
Standing on a rock
Soaked by the spring rain
Categories:
oboist, hope, inspirational
Form: Free verse