a short, spastic article
in today’s news
spurted indecent, indelicatable
horror.
that FM radio
dial has lost
its charm,
its melodic imagery
the cool jazz station’s signal
snapped off, refactoried
by country station
number five-hundred-and-thirty-three,
not that twanging is wrong
or decrepit
or damned,
but too
much twang
becomes gol’dang
and even Shania
can go hang.
bring on the funk, brink on da noise! :) personally, i like country music, but all genres have a certain appeal...in moderation LOL one can overdose LOL enjoyed this one--smmmooooooth! :)
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bring on the funk, brink on da noise! :) personally, i like country music, but all genres have a certain appeal...in moderation LOL one can overdose LOL enjoyed this one--smmmooooooth! :)
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
Love Tinka