A Never Ending Show
Wish me a PoemDown the shore,
Out to the core.
Hear me sing,
I've got one thing.
Lights strikes down,
Sees no frown.
Cheers in the crowd,
I am riding on a cloud.
Notes are over-flowing,
Melodies are swaying.
The sound of music,
Appears in a lyric.
Due to every beat,
Gestures made out of my feet.
The flat and the sharp comes in no time,
Enjoying the show like hearing a mute chime.
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