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Sympathy for the sad faced Choir!
Have you ever herd so much noise from a bunch of boys.
Open your hearts & minds to the young.
Molecules of genetics, bursting at the seams.
Replacing, repairing, and cleaning arteries.
Calcium cascading, chewing & chattering teeth.
Like worn pianos young ones play.
Pausing here to wipe away the tears of joy.
Another baby boy hostile & happy playing with each toy.
Winding paths lime slime running from the nose.
And the bottom makes you want to grab a hose.
Daylight fades into the night moon surrounds the earth.
With a chorus of sounds dancing & shimmering to an unearthly sound.
Then silence in a heartbeat the boy goes to sleep, drifting softly into the deep.
Worried by thoughts of the Boogie mans shadowy retreat!
Like a baton gestures of an orchestra leader.
His mind plays music the young bottle feeder,
The night fairies now draw play with strings & Cello’s.
As the Bassoon mellows deeper into nocturnal imagination.
The Gumnuts & Sugar plums break wind & curtsy pointing to the Bees,
They make haste blushing they flee.
The fairies abound the sweetest of sounds, like dew drops exploding,
Pinging & singing each sound.
He wakes with irritation, mother oh mother where are you?
Mother strokes his forehead to sooth the sound.
Colin  -   Dec 2007

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