Out Of Tune Poem by Richard Jarboe
Out Of Tune
The singer was sexy,
But singing out of tune,
And with the drummer pounding a funeral beat,
I had to get out of there soon.
Most thinking was muddled,
With symbols clanging out of time,
After a while, you could get befuddled,
One octave low and lyrics backward in rhyme.
If you're one octave low and going backwards as a result,
You've got to face it; this song is everybody's fault.
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4/30/2024 1:52:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A fascinating poem.well written. Very entertaining. The first stanza resonates with me. I have to get out of the room too.