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I'll refer you to my previous comment.

You light my day each time I see
Your musings spread out before me
Whimsy, sometimes.
Serious, too.
Always entertaining
Always true.

Life according to a master of Lore
The world laid bare before him
Infected and sore
Shakespeare lives after centuries still
Lennon lives after just decades
You, my friend will live forever
Social commentary and political decline
Are food for your thought
Enlighten the blind     

Pedr, you are the greatest. Maree must see you pen in hand or tip tapping away and say "would you like some tea, dear?" She knows when it's best to leave you alone, mending the roof can wait for another day...LOL     

Thanks for changing my name to Chesney...lol sometimes wonder when your inspiration comes from? This I think shows the lighter side of your muse though it probably stems from truth? Nice one Pedr     

We all can all identify with barking dog syndrome! Another one for TIGLJK to put to music?

I like both versions, well done     

Bill. Of course you can name any song you like, there is even a forum that houses the names, chords and words of thousands of songs. sorry if that sounds condescending. I'm beginning to realise what "dog days" means, I think? There is a track on The Eagles album Long Road Out Of Eden that mentions dog days, to be honest I still have no idea!

I think "Is That All You Got" sounds perfect for a song title, hope you don't mind if I try it?     

Just gave your song a listen and as Pete said..."wow". I thought your words were great but together with your voice and guitar and the sound of the waves in the background, sea scape perfect.     

Not for me to say but...Richard forgot to mention that it's winter in Oz, I was there some years ago and though we thought it was warm, the locals were wearing coats and hats, Margret River(?) was lovely but the sea was cold Richard, You'll probably know what I mean?     

Hi Bill, nice to hear from you. The weather here in the UK is unseasonably hot. My poor old lawn is turning from green to sort of beige colour cos there's a hosepipe ban. Sleeping is difficult as the bed is soaked in sweat. Otherwise it's lovely clear blue sky so suntan weather as long as we keep hydrated and lotioned up. So my friend keep cool and drink plenty of that awful stuff that doesn't taste like beer, oh what's it called oh yeah water, wash my mouth out!     

I don't know if it's my tablet or soundcloud, or more accurately nosoundcloud, when I go on to your poem I get the "somethings gone wrong" banner same as I got with Jim's song the other day. Sorry, it's very annoying.     

Nope still can't get in just a banner saying "something doesn't sound right". I may need to re-register?     

Pedr the Kiwi, master of verse and long white clouds.
Painter of pictures through verbs and nouns.
Massaging our brains we lesser mortals
We marvel at how his pros amaze us
Though crisps become chips
And chips become French fries
Coffee chosen over tea
Winter down there is summer up here
His videos to music or folk on the street
Remain in our hearts, brilliant kiwi Pete (Pedr)