A Night of Poetry and Guitar Invite
You don’t have to rhyme
You don’t have to be funny
You needn’t be deep
or even give money
Just enjoy good company
And if you can, well, then
give a little something
to help a sibling in Haiti
Leave better than you came—it’s a noble goal
Whether you share your own works or those of a beloved griot
from 7:30 to 10 we'll be jammin' so congruously
that you’ll want to sneak in when you can—albeit inconspicuously
Whaddya say? This night of poetry and guitar is prob’ly your first;
Don’t make it your last since the muse inside is itching to burst
(If you think this is corny
Realize that it's late at night
I've had fun in my writing
and Pandora radio listening)
1.26.10
You don’t have to rhyme
You don’t have to be funny
You needn’t be deep
or even give money
Just enjoy good company
And if you can, well, then
give a little something
to help a sibling in Haiti
Leave better than you came—it’s a noble goal
Whether you share your own works or those of a beloved griot
from 7:30 to 10 we'll be jammin' so congruously
that you’ll want to sneak in when you can—albeit inconspicuously
Whaddya say? This night of poetry and guitar is prob’ly your first;
Don’t make it your last since the muse inside is itching to burst
(If you think this is corny
Realize that it's late at night
I've had fun in my writing
and Pandora radio listening)
1.26.10
