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May 2015
You could tell a story with just five notes
a novel in a bent string
it wasn't the way Lucille spoke
but rather how you made her sing.

Heaven just got a little more bluesier
I bet it sounds great up there,
the sky is crying like Elmore said
sitting, talking, playing the blues without a care

He sang the blues because it's what he knew
not just because he was feeling blue
but telling stories that come from the soul
does more for most
like telling a life's story, with just three notes
So rest easy uncle, I hope to see you one day again.
say hello to Jimi, Stevie Ray and Sid Barrett,
Because they're up there with you my friend

Rest In Peace to the king of the blues, B.B. King
RIP uncle, I'll miss you.
NeroameeAlucard
Written by
NeroameeAlucard  Chicago Illinois
(Chicago Illinois)   
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