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Red Caboo-sus (Rough Draft)

If I was a red caboo-sus, I'd move to massachusets, where I'd become the leader of the trains. And coming round the bend, you wouldn't see me on the end, but in the front with steam in my veins.
If I was a blue trombone, I'd ask you to leave me alone, untill you could play the perfect note.
,,. rough.

I have questions for the Wood Pecker (Rough Draft)

Hey Mr. Wood Pecker!
How is it that you,
don't lose your balance,
don't lose your virtue?

 

Hey Mr. Wood Pecker!
How can you not,
break all your innards,
with that racket you got?

 

How is it,
that you don't lose your head?

Open Offering

Just an offering.
 
If you or any one you may know is in need of music for a legitimate helpful cause I would love to contribute... just send me a line.