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Muses Moonlight Serenade
by James ZealySing the song of Inspiration
To an audience of peers
Test our Appreciation
Of the gift to our ears
Their singing in the moonlight
Partying with the crew
Of inspirational mates
Our muses let us stew
By george they be on strike
Partying on the beach
While we swelter at the lack of sight
And pray that they can reach
A negotiated settlement
For all of us to sign
So we can fling their words as a testament
To our creative genius in kind
Lord knows what the conditions
Could possibly be
As we wait on the propositions
We will sign any decree
Calliope, Erato and Polyhymnia laugh
As they Lead the negotiating team
While drinking a Goombay Smash
In this Paradise of dreams
We get it guys, just tell us where to sign
We admit we did you wrong
Our intent was benign
Only next time please take us Along. 08/17/2004
Author's Note: Well now, it seems our muses are in total control, and we better be nice or they will leave us holding our creative desires in total limbo with no where to turn. By gum they are more powerful and demanding then Teamsters!!!!!!
Posted on 08/17/2004
Copyright © 2024 James Zealy
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 08/17/04 at 04:24 PM This is hilarious, James!!! How do we ciruclate this among the masses? Where do we sign? *laughing and laughing*!!!! |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 08/17/04 at 06:30 PM The little stinkers. Heh - this is great! I can see it, imagine it... and oh puh-LEEZE tell me where to sign...! |
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