TO WATCH THE SUNSET
I'd enjoy meeting this mysterious ladyMany believe she's a witch
Stevie Nicks possesses a haunting, siren voice
Her vocals ooze through the microphone
Hypnotizing everyone .. spellbound
Whilst she floats across the stage
Her slinky, unique attire
Flutters with every step
Leather and lace
Head to toe
Her band .. Fleetwood Mac
Entertained a former president and first lady
A song of the band's was chosen to play
During the election
She lives in Paradise Valley, Arizona
I'd searched the desert over
Discovered her house well hidden
Amongst the dunes
I'd rang her doorbell
No answer at all
Though shuffled feet were heard
Quite easily
I'd wanted to ask
If she'd play an acoustic version
Of a song titled .. Belladonna
Since i didn't get to see her
Made myself at home
I'd sat in her porch swing
To watch the sunset
Copyright © August 2009
Standingbear
UPA RECRUITING CHALLENGE
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