Andrew John Fletcher Poem by Dead Beat Poet
Andrew John Fletcher
Your live rhythm moves me.
and all of the boulders.
When I see Martin and David,
they are dancing on your shoulders.
You drift from song to song,
without missing a beat.
When I hear you perform,
I'm alive in and on my feet.
You stand there and play,
with nothing to prove.
Thank you Andrew Fletcher,
for giving me my groove...
Monday, February 16, 2009
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