The melodic singing.
Would blow away everyone’s ears.
Such was the singing.
The melody was as blunt as a drum playing a flute.
The melody singing was so screechy,
That if your ears didn’t become red, painful and blooming,
You could call it a melody.
The melodic singing,
Was not fit for any display,
Not even for the singer’s mind.
So, the melodic singing was kept locked in the locker of the deep mind,
From where it won’t be retrieved for ever and ever again.