Singing?
Or maybe he is listening to Mussorgsky, Madness or Marilyn Manson. So, even if he can’t sing, at least he does appear to have rather eclectic musical tastes …
Or maybe he is listening to Mussorgsky, Madness or Marilyn Manson. So, even if he can’t sing, at least he does appear to have rather eclectic musical tastes …
There once was a man whose twin boys, Had a collection of musical toys, He was tempted to play, On their ukulele, And so made a cacophonous noise. More limericks at https://musing75.com/limericks/
Do good songs always rhyme? I wonder …
They sang the anthem with all their might, Dressed in robes, they were quite a sight, As the words of the rhyme, And the harmonies sublime, Made the spirits of the audience soar in flight. More limericks at musing75.wordpress.com/limericks/
Drifting skywards from the lamp-lit street below, A whispering and blue ephemeral echo, A beautiful sound, That swirls around, And resolves at last to a saxophone solo. More limericks at https://musing75.wordpress.com/limericks/