With many a pattered strum and thrum,
The silent man spoke with his well worn drum.
Limber fingers did tap, smooth nails did scrape.
Into me the percussive language did drape.
146 words.
With many a pattered strum and thrum,
The silent man spoke with his well worn drum.
Limber fingers did tap, smooth nails did scrape.
Into me the percussive language did drape.
146 words.