Blonde and buttery, a pleasurable perfection
creates sounds that blissfully perpetuate
carefully crafted notes of musical magic,
mesmerizing crowds that listen in awe.

Across the stage, rich majestic mahogany
arpeggiates gratifying waves of wonder;
her chords delightful and her body ebony
ears and eyes feast upon sounds and sights.

Monterey pop, a prodigy, painted and proud,
modified for appeal, a sound that astounds.
Melodies invade, a plethora of joy proceeds,
making shivers frisson down and through.

The crowd sits still, for merely a second.
Applause ensues, a standing ovation, and,
while a crowd stands, I float, like a feather
and Betty, Lucy, and Mary blush backstage.