RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Total Fun - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Reaching outward just a tad too much, straining his voice,
yet he still sounds good with rhythms being used in just
the right amount.
Circling the area with lyrics being spun into poetical
Falling onto the dance floor in front of every-
one sitting here, enjoying beautiful masterpieces, being
sung loudly in total fun, not caring who hears if we're
out of tune or not.
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Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You