Poem -

Just Buskin ..

                                                                        Some guy in the subway
                                                                                   with an old
                                                                       five string, battered guitar ..
                                                                                   Just nailed
                                                                         Lennon, Cohen, Bowie,
                                                                                Dylan and even
                                                                        good old Frank Sinatra
                                                                                 for Grandma ..

 

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Being Me

It never ceases to amaze me, the talent some people have. I admire anyone who has the guts to stand in the street, or station etc, and perform their hearts out. It gives a little bit of soul to the concrete, crowded streets x

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Neville

I entirely concur mistress T :) x

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Shaun Cronick

Nev if you mentioned Kate Bush in your poem I would have pinned it!
See you on the later flipside, duty calls I'm just running up that hill and trying to make a deal with God :)

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Neville

She's good too .. Cheers mate :) 

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Neville

............... and why not Jim .. what a band eh :) 

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