It’s All About The Music

You can be my walking bass line,
I can be your slide trombone,
You can stroke me in three-four time,
While you solo on your own,
You can tickle me with triplets,
I’ll staccato till you blush,
We’ll both play bold and deliberate,
Till we each can feel the rush,
We can build up to the coda,
Then we’ll double back again,
From pianis to fortissimo,
The crescendo building then,
We’ll interweave our melodies,
Till they’re tight as they can get,
Then when we’ve both reached our high c’s,
We’ll go grab a cigarette.

8 thoughts on “It’s All About The Music

English, motherfucker, do you speak it? J/K - it's ok if you don't.

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