drinkswriter, I don't typically write songs.
That's a coy way of saying I never write songs. Or never wrote them, maybe. But I have this one thing that won't leave me alone, so I'm giving it a stab.
I wrote poems when I was younger. I was decent enough. I had a good teacher in Michael Donaghy.
But this is not that.
It's for a chorus line of tap-dancing grim reapers in sequins and top hats. Skeletal jazz hands. The whole deal.
What the hell is happening?
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