I love music, I love it, just as I love meat,
But unfortunately, one thing that'll make me quit,
Is I can't sing, not even a bit,
But when I hear a beat, it brings me to my feet!
My singing voice is terrible, that I admit,
But how dare you, a whole you, to me cheat?
That my voice is to you is 'Oh, so sweet'?
Try using some wit!
Avril Lavigne, Katy Perry, give me the heat,
Owl City, Maroon 5, I want to meet,
But won't they throw me in a pit?
'Cause according to them I'd rather sit and knit?
I can't sing, not even a bit, that I admit,
But my music I will dare not delete,
I'd rather a whole week not eat,
And get my naughty voice whipped to be sweet!
This terrible voice I will vomit,
And behold I will have a new spirit,
No longer will my voice be illicit,
But will be as sweet as a biscuit!
I can't sing, not even a bit, that I repeat,
But my voice will improve bit by bit,
My throat that high note will hit,
And at that point, my soul will be like the morning sky, lit!
Ha love te poem Walter I love the humour of the fact you can't sing into it. Yet you make humour into a fluent poem. LOVE IT! ! !
Tho' you can't sing I must say you surely can do poems..... Nice! !
Singing you can't, but a poem you can write and recite. Please dont delet your song as the words are right...a singer will be sought. A great poem.
Well, well, well...this poem shares us a nice clear deep feeling of a person love to something that is called music. well, the music will make us calmer and charmer. the main idea the is hidden in this work also said that we should keep on to the time that we reach our goal.! this poem is perfect. keep up penning, good job.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks so much! I try to sing tho'...