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Click hereShara let your hair down low,
Shara let your hair down low,
You’re going to bend on down
Until it gathers on the ground,
Shara let your hair down low.
See just how far you can go.
Let the music take you way down low.
Sip your wine and feel fine,
Slip away, ease your mind, and
See just how far you can go.
And when you get down I’ll be there.
Maybe I’ll be lying in my underwear.
We will think and we will drink,
We will celebrate the kitchen sink,
And together we will bare what’s left to bare.
We will listen as the lady sets the mood,
While Lester’s ax will make us feel real smooth,
Lay your head upon my chest
And just forget about the rest,
And we'll get lost in the resulting interlude.
Go ahead and let it down now,
Ain’t the blues a pretty sound now,
And anyway you know the time how
She just slowly slips away.
Go ahead and get down low now,
Slip into it like you know how,
It’s time to get on down now
And let these blues take yours away.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,500 poems.
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Also how to make me blush. It's a blues (!), and I heard its music. And it has Lester and Lady!! Sigh. Isn't blues just damn wonderful? I know you feel that way, too. I'm sure I'd love it even if it didn't have a really nice name in the title. :) Thank you, Steve.