It was Sunday and again my mind inside music did enter,
Mr. L’s music-hand-rays really made myself an easy winner, his John Henry
sounded at first with his vocals like J Winter
Again Rock & Roll sounded like the blues, his piano
goals on Sunday’s afternoon, had myself chilling saying cool and not to soon
came the compilation album so full of joy for the living room
Great Balls Of Fire, was darn straight within the walls
as time itself also expired
I’ll Sail My Ship Alone, had myself no longer frail
hurray hip hip I said under the solitary ways of my home
And a Whole Lotta Shakin Going On came on, he said to us
that we couldn’t go wrong, then my fictional crafted book called Millard came
on in my eyes so strong
I then looked back over passing Grover to the center of
the Bose Room
And back on track I was grasping his sleeve cover, as the music lover, and it
was perfect music to start June
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Avalon Dakota
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10/6/25
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5:29pm
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Jerry L
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