Was a singer, lost his voice
Was sent by his doctor to
a Sangatarium – a resort
for the improvement of
one’s voice; met Molly, a
nurse – also liked to sing,
heard her rehearse; told
Molly she had a pretty
voice, would she like to
come sing in his band;
In a couple of years they
built-up the band, changed
the name to the ‘Barrow
Gang’ – Desmond’s middle
name was Clyde, Molly’s
middle and last were Bonnie
and Parker - their music and
singing were as melodious as
a Chicago Typewriter; were
not a hit with the ‘G Men’,
They claimed the Barrow
Gang stole from the rich
song writers, and sang the
songs to the poor; were
soon tried for copyright
infringement and sent up
‘da lazy river without a you
know what’...
‘2008’ RLS
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Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on October 28, 2008
Enjoyed this..love that picture...well done sweet man...HUgs
Inspirational poetry, written from the heart and soul. Verses that are well-suited for reading on a rainy day and that are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.
Obladi-Oblada...comes to my melodic mind!!
Love Tinka
singing were as melodious as
a Chicago Typewriter
And what an intriguing tale you've spun!
Be always safe,
Karen
Sandie Angel :o)
Love,
ET