3 January 2013
Steady beat Sweaty feet
Crowd alive A bee hive
People howling Guitars growling
Not your style? Stay awhile
Melody perfect Harmony intact
Strings alight Brass a fright
Conductor engrossed The best, he boasts
Still a far cry? I wonder why
Hear the words These ain't nerds
Speech is lightning fast Time goes fast
Rhyme every line If not all the time
If that's not your kin Give this a spin
Peppy sound Up for another round
Young voices Quite the noises
Sing of parties and girlfriends Like the world's gonna end
Not what you're looking for? There's more in store
Soft strumming Duet humming
Twangy accents and guitar Pitch not far
Hail to the homeland Of their band
Not the type? Hear this hype
Noises are electric Music is hectic
Beat drop Dancers stop
Bobbing heads Strange threads
Off the mark? There's more, hark
Soft notes Broken hopes
Solo song Of what went wrong
Quiet ensemble Players humble
Still not liking it? I'm about to throw a fit!
Though, I guess You can digress
Make your own mark Come out of the dark
Be something new Collect a small crew
Let notes pour from the heart It's a strange art,
Music.
Music • Opuss № I