Till dusk tomorrow <br />You play your lute; <br />Birds above your head <br />Supply needed chorus. <br /> <br />The wind punctuates the stanzas, <br />Happy melody and relief; <br />The calm rippling is <br />In your chest. <br /> <br />Pipe and reed <br />Supplement percussion; <br />Sekere and gong, <br />Added audiophones alluring. <br /> <br />Sing in synchronization, <br />Sombre symphony; <br />Mild and mellow, <br />Graceful and neat. <br /> <br />Tonic solfa <br />Supplies its own arithmetic; <br />The scientific art of music <br />Inspires the genius. <br /> <br />Clap your hands <br />And shake your lean bottoms; <br />You must dance <br />So the ballad is saved. <br /> <br />Dum dum da da da, <br />Haroo haroo ha; <br />Limdim cha limdim cha, <br />Songs from the skies. <br /> <br />Don't leave so soon, <br />Enjoy the song still; <br />We play on and on, <br />We do not stop.<br /><br />samuel nze<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-and-dance-2/
