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Jun 2014
Is it music to my ears?
Definitely not as it appears.

Your voice is sitting on the border
The right notes are in the wrong order.

I would love to say your voice could pop a balloon
that would be if you were singing the right tune.

Now I am no expert nor a good disc jockey
but then you are not a singer a Pavarotti.

Your voice croaks when you sing along
everything seems to be coming out wrong.

No do not start singing yet, if you please
I have to stuff my ears with bits of cheese.

I know it would be better if you had a voice
But then wouldn't we all if we had a choice.

Lots of splutterings, clearing the throat
What came out was a perfect, beautiful note.

The voice of an Angel, well ******* down
Now he was wearing an upside down frown.

Sing of sing for me, let it be revealed
Turned out it was a crow singing in the field.

Music to my ears.
Written by
cheryl love
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   Sally A Bayan and svdgrl
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