Imagine the unimaginable
Some say it's against the law
Sing the unsingable
It's never happened before;
Don't put a label on it
Don't try to blend it or mix
Don't put on a hat or a bonnet
Just let it do it's tricks;
It's not to gain applause
Don't want to give it a medal
It's not for the lion who roars
And it's wares you can't peddle;
It's just a grain of sand
It's a crawling locust
It don't really need a band
It''s not a protest;
Listen to it now
Hear the vinyl scratch
For the lowly or the highbrow
Just go and strike that match.
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Author:
Paul Gerard Reed (
Offline) - Published: February 6th, 2025 03:38
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Comments2
I get a sense of just be want you want to be and do want you want to do, enjoyable read
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Excellent write
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