Sometimes, I sing out loud
on the telephone wire.
Sometimes, I clap my hands.
I had a place somewhere
among the bullfrogs once;
it was low there, and I sang
low. When I’m with the
little birds, I sing high. If you
need to know your place,
ask the porcupine. He knows
your name; he mutters it
to himself, just like mine.
After “A Place in the Choir” by Bill Staines. Another great request from my friend Jud! The song begins at 4:20, but the intro is pretty funny. His impression of a porcupine is not to be missed.
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4 thoughts on “It’s a Simple Song”
This was a wonderful sweet poem to wake up to this morning. Love the idea of singing high and singing low, with either bullfrogs or birds. Singing of any kind is good for one’s heart. Very nice.
Thanks, Mary! I’m so glad you enjoyed it. I hope you had a great day.
This is fun, and well written. Is this perhaps a riddle? If so, could the answer be a pine tree? Thanks for sharing.
I’ll have to ask the porcupine! 🙂 And thanks so much.