"Singing Songs"
Children sing songs.
I right the wrongs.
I missed a poor's tours.
While fighting with the Moors.
I'll hit you with a four by four.
Open all the doors.
Hit the floors.
In the musical scores.
On ancient shores.
Schools for fishy fools.
Duels with forks and knives.
Had plenty of lives.
With foreign wives.
Always played the fool's jives.
Beehives thrive.
In Alabamian skies' highs.
Better quit telling those southern lies.
Life knots all of its ties.
Shepherd pies!
All are nicest with spices and spies.
For Jonathan Billet - 03/05/15
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