The vibes emulate the soft blue light,
that soft-shoe dances in a moonstone.
Mellow and resonant, is the vibraphone.
The heart and soul of ethereal percussion blues.
The gentle sound reverberates vibrato,
floating and wafting its mesmerizing melodies
under the hard surface of the moonstone.
Shimmering spells that echo dreams,
and deja vu resonant fantastic fantasies.
I like to play my Xylophone
Whenever I get the urge at home
I while away the hours on my own
It puts me in my happy zone
But then I bought a microphone
And that made the neighbours moan
Complaining to me on the phone
To insulate with Styrofoam
Since they don't enjoy my dulcet tone
I said I'd give it up in order to atone
But vengeance is sweet and mine alone...
So instead I bought a Vibraphone
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Guitar and vibraphone
sing with restrained joy.
Night gently arrives.
A few stars
pierce the murky
overhead blackness.
Small warm breezes.
Peace.
Bent tune
Fast, slow then slow,
Excessive and dull notes
Vibraphone dings and pings to beat
Irritable
Jazz tune
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