Strap it on and turn it up to 11.
Pluck it, slapp it, popp it and tapp it.
Like a snake charmer with an electric boa-contrictor.
Like a matador with a 4-string medium gauge wild bull.
Like Siegfried and Roy with a woodgrain-finished white tiger.
She tames the beast. Oh boy, she tames it but good.
Wrestles it into submission. Shows it just who’s boss.
Rest in peace Torakusu Yamaha. Your child is in safe hands.
The Chandeliers at MySpace
Sunday, June 22, 2008
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