It was a fine Saturday early evening,
Peckish, an understatement
Patiently, we wandered about
Time was on our side, plenty
Recognizable fence, back yard
Eyes wide opened
Familiar sound, notes dropped
Heart beeping hard
A lady with long hair
Hands on the harp, music flew
A little gal with pink dress
Lying upside down, legs kicking high
It was a fine Saturday early evening
Concrete buildings and all
It was a fine Saturday early evening
Harp can be heard around
...Sheila
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