The Octet Poem by Noel Letkhotinsat Baite
The Octet
*Buddy! show me yours
_Alerted I stood, waiting yours
_I've sough mine, DO
*Quiete soulful, wasn't it?
_But, let me, sough a RE
_With a sweet, harmony though;
_And follow a DO, RE.
*Let, be a MI, again;
_Far voices from throat, should be.
_Then shouted, me, FA
_Enthralled with SO.
*Be it: The LA, The TI.
_Conquered with DO.
_Must I, continue the DO, RE, MI, FA
_SO, LA, TI, DO.
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