Here is some Didg music by a duet of true masters and some poetry by yours truly, on this fine August Saturday.
So step into the Tiki Hut.
BYOB.
(Bring Your Own Banana).
Listen to them play it, the didgeridoo.
How do they do it? I haven't a clue!
It looks like something that I'd like to do.
I wonder if I could sound that way too?
To parrot a parrot or the cow of a moo,
or even the hop of a kangaroo,
and sounding like others that hang at the zoo,
(I mean the ones who don't wait in a queue).
Maybe I'll buy one, used or new.
Think of the aboriginal chicks I could woo!
Or I'd duet with someone else who knew,
playing high on a mountain while we take in the view.
I heard the sound, and my love for it grew.
I fell into a trance and my spirit, it flew.
I got more religion than could be found in a pew.
Anyway, I just thought I'd share this with you.
And now I have to go to the loo.
-JM
