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by Paul Curtis When Artie Shaw Was the King of Swing His liquorice stick Was made to sing With a beat To tap your toe too Or melodies To serenade you Swing to get the kids A jumping Tunes to get the blood A pumping Artie Shaw and his Tuneful clarinet The King of Swing Was as good as they get I am a fifty something family man with a passion for writing and I draw inspiration from those around me. paul.curtis1956 @ btinternet.com http://www.dreamagic.com/poetry/poetry.html http://www.peculiar-poetry.com/ Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |