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Nov 2017
He listened to his favourite singer
While in his favourite chair
Soothe voice of a crooner
Like lullabies softened the air
"Pretend you're happy when you're blue
It isn't very hard to do".....vibrate the night and
"The falling leaves drift by my window the autumn
Leaves of red and gold"...........with an effortless ease
Of delivery brings sentimental tears repertoire of his
Ballads swinging big band hits country western latino
Goldies. Restores our memories. Some I still remember
Some I can't recall. I looked at this LPs I'll reminisce
My father and I, we loved Nat most of all.
Written by
Mohamed Nasir  60/M/New Malaysia
(60/M/New Malaysia)   
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   Imran Islam
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