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Me and my musicđź’•

Me and my musicđź’•

I am lying, loving listening to my favourite songs, from that local station on the radio

It’s just me and those musical melodies, coz I don’t need anybody else you know

So if anyone comes a’knockin’ on my back door, I will politely tell them that they will have to go

And I can welcome them back another day, when I am not belting out my loud audio

So its just me and those old catchy tunes, from my golden oldies of yesterdays

I am making up these lines and lyrics, tho I can’t remember those words anyways

And as that saxophone is soothing me, like I am soaking up those sizzling sunshine rays

Awww how I love to lose myself, singing to my old seventies songs, as yet another favourite record plays…

Copyright@Jill Tait
30.06.22’

 

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Being Me

There's nothing quite like listening to songs of yesteryear! 

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Jill Tait

Awww yes I love it ❤️❤️❤️

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