Silly poetry. Music Maid. I am made of music so she said. She gave a laugh and shook her head She gave a sigh from deep within. She gave a twirl and began to spin. I heard the Blues and some Rock I felt quite dizzy from the shock. Classic with her spinning top. And into Pop I shouted stop. I asked... Sign in to see full entry.
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