"spellbinded" poems
As soon as
the music plays
the soldiers stand up and dance
Some play the banjo
Some sing songs
Even though it's war time
they feel like peace
Even when the enemy
set fire to their camp
they were still dancing
Cause as long as the music plays
they're in peace.
Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 7:41 AM UTC