A Tune Which Was Blue.

A tune which was blue,

Made an impression,

Though old, came to be true.

It was composed in three ways,

To render a new lookout through.

The end result was dynamic,

Like a rising wave splashing near its the shores,

And with a thunder the wave came to its conclusion again to rise though.

The tune which was blue,

Remained so.


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