In The Mood
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Ernestine Northover
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Hear that rhythm, check that beat,
Feel that pulse beneath your feet,
Find that tempo, measure the pace,
Perceive that smile upon your face.
Music is such a magic sound,
Throbbing through the underground,
Rising up to assail the ears,
Supplying too, a few apt tears,
Without it, life would be subdued,
So up that volume, get in the mood!
© Ernestine Northover
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