Where could I go but Kalamazoo?
To walk on a path and play a kazoo
I’ll play it in hummingly perfect time
You’ll strum your feet as you quickly unwind

The rhythm of this good marching band
Will get you to bang on drum with hand
A joyful parade will then join in verse
It sounds so amusing, we haven’t rehearsed

The tune will then fill the polluted air
The crowds will soon tell all, they haven’t a care
Soon our pure harmony will then be broken
Depending on messages that would be spoken

So now in the future, please leave me alone
To play my kazoo with my own solo tune
The sound would then drown all voices around
I can’t get enough of that paper vibe sound

True you can’t hear the melody’s notes
Just make sure you’re careful when hearing quotes
For I say it’s fine now that we’re apart
And I’m not so much a flirty ‘ol tart

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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