Short Toreador Poems

There was a dashingly hansom young Toreador 
Who slept on the floor of a corridor 
But things they got worst 
When he met this cute nurse 
Now he sleeps in her medical storage draw....

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Let me sing a foreign song
To the hears of my foreign friend
Let me dance with foreign moves
To the beat of my foreign art

She said she believed a foreign friend
That came far from a foreign land
She speaks calm to the foreign quest
And two foreigners look like a regular

Sing to me and hear a foreign melody
Save me from been a toreador
Fighting for love in a strange land
Call me my name and sing my pedigree...

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Spanish bells to break the sun
a million diamonds come unspun
spiral plumes to yearning earth
holding it's mouth agape
Albeniz in fingerprints
plucking strings in quick descent
brings to mind the toreador
to Dali hallucinate
Catch the sun drops in your hand
with the rhythm in demand
We are chords to strike and sing
a melody delicious
Feel the swell and taste the air
filled with Spanish savoire fare
Dance under the diamond rain
gaping mouth in heaven....

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