While My Head Plays the Jazz

Maybe Tuesday will be your good news day? Whether it’s sweet or it’s hot; living will be easy. You’ll spread your wings and take to the sky. Maybe Tuesday will be your good news day?

That kind of morning that brings a promised kiss of springtime. That kind of day that makes the lonely winter seem short. Blue skies all over or stars above might shine so bright. Maybe Tuesday will be your good news day?

You would not like to be anywhere but here right now. Across the sea where flying fishes play. I’ll say, there’s nothing finer than when every step you do leads to something new. Maybe Tuesday will be your good news day?

Maybe this funny day, one wonderful day. Maybe today will be your good news day?

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Circle Line Sightseeing, NY – April 2010
Always underestimate bad poetry: Ten points to the person who guesses at least five jazz tunes.

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