Blues before sunrise
Echoes down Chicago streets
Gives life to concrete
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Blues before sunrise
Echoes down Chicago streets
Gives life to concrete
Gives life to concrete
jungles in africa cry
i just play guitar
i just play guitar
And let my sad melodies,
cry with the jungles
cry with the jungles
who knows if falling trees sound,
but every axe hurts
Hey Virgil, is that a reference to the Howlin' Wolf song Wang Dang Doodle?
But every axe hurts,
The splitting springs ache in two
And a whole is gone.
Nice as usual, chmpman.
And a whole is gone
Part maelstrom, part tornado;
Still a twisted death.
Still a twisted death
Is just another death by
A different name
A different name
That caught the ears of my grief,
So familiar...
"So familiar,
Shall we fly by the full moon?"
The frog is silent.
thanks Riesa
The frog is silent
And creeping he approaches,
Tongue hardly contained.
Tongue hardly contained
so anxious to be released
And to grab the fly
And to grab the fly,
Said old Mr. Miyagi
Good chopsticks you need.
Good chopsticks you need
Stap dumb Dumpling from both sides
Toss to hungry Dog
Actually there are three classic blues titles in that haiku.Quote:
Originally Posted by chmpman
Toss to a hungry dog
A raw sliver of prime rib
and watch her gulp it.
And watch her gulp it
with her canine mandibles
cats are much cooler