The ghost of Fameredo balances each song.. universal dance dispersal living lyric
strong.. hero minstrel met him.. ear for melody.. sings of freedom love and rights.. always songs for me..
Separate? lock on closed gates? he will laugh and dance.. felt by all encountered.. wanderlust will take a chance.. melody flies up a mountainside as all applaud.. each life of each origin.. some pray to thank their God..
Fameredo is heard by villains of control.. song true classical or blue.. sung deep from the soul.. coyote will howl his species hear their many tunes.. accompany dreamers free sing-song danced on ten moons..
Circa eighteenth century three four is a waltz.. took some time for some who heard ignored exclaiming ‘schmaltz’!.. diatonic sonic for fine Lady Dorian.. dancing nude.. never crude gently twists to spin..
Magic in summer nights chant silver glow in rooms.. Famerdo plays again every song that blooms..
Quote for this day.. As number ‘one’ is minus plus songsters dance.. know I trust.. Peace Tony