Her job was to scribe his speech
An editor could not be reached
Preoccupied with things to come
She wrote the words of what she hummed
Imagine the audience surprise
When he recited Angel Eyes
And that is my Six Sentence Story Poem for this week. Would you like to participate?
5 thoughts on “The Scribe”
Great Six, Lisa.
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It is the first time I’ve heard the song.
Probably his surprise, too.
Love your Six, Lisa… and the wonderful Ella, of course.