Friday, November 22, 2013
Haiku Friday: The Song You Can't Get Out of Your Head
Maybe you don't have a song stuck in your head right now (like I do), but you know it has happened at some time or another. An advertising jingle, "Muskrat Love," that song about gum that IPLawGuy wrote in 1984, whatever.
Here is mine:
Vampire Weekend;
That Bari sax as a drone...
It's stuck in my head!
Now it is your turn. Just make it 5 syllables/7 syllables/5 syllables and vent!
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Don't wanna get up.
May I have ONE stress-free day?
Then, my heart sings out:
This Amazing Grace,
Ev'ry morning renewed by
His unfailing love.
May I have ONE stress-free day?
Then, my heart sings out:
This Amazing Grace,
Ev'ry morning renewed by
His unfailing love.
It gets so bad that
have raced home to play tune on
CD, turntable
Spotify may have
saved my life. Can pull tune
Soothe crazy desire
have raced home to play tune on
CD, turntable
Spotify may have
saved my life. Can pull tune
Soothe crazy desire
Ring-ding-ding-ding-ding
Ring-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding
Ring-ding-ding-ding-ding
A whole lot of noise
For the mysterious sound
The sly fox must say.
Why did my wife feel
A need to share that song with
A six-year-old child?
Ring-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding
Ring-ding-ding-ding-ding
A whole lot of noise
For the mysterious sound
The sly fox must say.
Why did my wife feel
A need to share that song with
A six-year-old child?
All day, everyday
My head like a radio
with no off button
Top Forty, Oldies,
Jazz, Southern Rock, Country, Rap
Please turn it off, NOW
My head like a radio
with no off button
Top Forty, Oldies,
Jazz, Southern Rock, Country, Rap
Please turn it off, NOW
Listen Osler--Geoff sucks.
Geoff used to murmur
"The Volga Boatmen" in my
Ear before sex. That was
One boat which sailed real
Infrequently,for just that reason,
Russkys in my bed.
Geoff used to murmur
"The Volga Boatmen" in my
Ear before sex. That was
One boat which sailed real
Infrequently,for just that reason,
Russkys in my bed.
Star-rich black skies,
o’er lapis lazuli seas --
tall masted sailing.
Weaving the Greek Isles,
virtuoso troubadour’s
nightly lullaby
"...build me up, Butter-
cup baby just to let me down ...
and mess me around ...”
o’er lapis lazuli seas --
tall masted sailing.
Weaving the Greek Isles,
virtuoso troubadour’s
nightly lullaby
"...build me up, Butter-
cup baby just to let me down ...
and mess me around ...”
Lou-ie,Loo-aye O
Baby now,we gotta go.
Flee my frickin' ear,Fool!
And yes,I would like some potato chips with my tunafish hotdish and some lime jello with pineapple and cottage cheese.
Baby now,we gotta go.
Flee my frickin' ear,Fool!
And yes,I would like some potato chips with my tunafish hotdish and some lime jello with pineapple and cottage cheese.
I remember my
Dude days,holding Sally's knee,
Hep me,Rhonda.Yeah....
Get Sally out of
My mind.He'p me Rhonda,H'ep
He'p me Rhonda.Yeah!
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Dude days,holding Sally's knee,
Hep me,Rhonda.Yeah....
Get Sally out of
My mind.He'p me Rhonda,H'ep
He'p me Rhonda.Yeah!
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