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Date Posted: 18:31:58 10/07/02 Mon
Author: Squirrel
Author Host/IP: 12-151.018.popsite.net / 64.24.221.151
Subject: Re: Comedy Largo
In reply to: Dr.P 's message, "Re: Comedy Largo" on 10:59:00 10/06/02 Sun

Thanks for commenting on this, Doc, I was hoping someone would read it... (;

Actually, I wrote this while listening to a foreign song I accidently downloaded, one which I did not understand the lyrics of... so I wrote what the lyrics sort of sounded like to me... (as if they were English; and edited of course...) ..trying to tap another way of thinking, etc... and was curious if this oddity, well, if anyone would enjoy it.

I have never been to anywhere called Largo, though... know of no place with that name, actually (except Key Largo, I guess...) The place sounds delightful, though.

Yes, water and shores figure prominantly with my thoughts of her... they appear often.

-Squirrel

>>Comedy Largo
>>
>>Then, sculpt out a pen
>>From blank to blue,
>>Say it bizarre, or long to say,
>>Save all those lost mementos.
>>
>>I talk... your
>>Tear recorder pleas,
>>If it's so real
>>It must compel me,
>>Composing my comedy largo.
>>
>>Look out, my dear!
>>It's singing...
>>Melting a motto
>>To the sea...
>>
>>Can I be permitted
>>To be the changing
>>Of your guard?
>>You have your gods,
>>None of them or
>>These are mine.
>>
>>***
>>
>>You'd wish me
>>All was different yet,
>>Different in sky
>>And counterfeit,
>>You could discard
>>The war and go.
>>
>>Then, you offer me
>>The sweetest sherry,
>>Show me the mountains
>>We should climb...
>>Should I go over them
>>And hide?
>>
>>And all your passions
>>For causes...
>>Fastened on firmly
>>To your jaw...
>>
>>As if a sword could
>>Lay the paint that matters...
>>Come clear the ceiling,
>>Why not send your
>>Soul to loving?
>>
>>***
>>
>>Look out my dear!
>>It's singing!
>>Melting our marrow
>>To the sea.
>>
>>Still you can say
>>You'd prefer to let it by,
>>To secret eddies,
>>So you can keep it there,
>>And cry...
>>
>>I talk, your
>>Tear recorder cozy,
>>If it's so real,
>>It must compel me...
>>Singing my comedy largo.
>>
>>-Gray Squirrel
>
>
> Nice work again squirrel. I'll be honest though....I
>only read it because Largo is a place by the sea that
>I used to go to. Funny that by coincidnce you refer to
> water and shores a bit in the verse !

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