TOWNSHEND WINDMILLS SO SUBLIME

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TOWNSHEND WINDMILLS SO SUBLIME

Poem by: moonphish

Genre: Poetry

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Poem by: moonphish

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Genre: Poetry

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Summary

an homage to pete townshend and his acrobatics whilst playing guitar

Summary

an homage to pete townshend and his acrobatics whilst playing guitar

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Submitted: October 02, 2012

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Submitted: October 02, 2012

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in a circle, he will spiral
he will reel, till its unreal
strings a-bending with no ending
with a noisy crashing squeal
with a tension ever mounting
like a furious typhoon
he is loud as hell and spinning
one might take him for a loon

how he rocks...his hands are sweeping
at a manic sort of pace
on the stage he likes to ramble
hopping all around the place
while his guitar sharply whines
townshend windmills so sublime

lively fun is his endeavor
neatly spun, his overtones
in a large hall or a tavern
everywhere his hands have flown
with a roar, he keeps revolving
he's a feedback lover's dream
from a lad to geezer rebel
keeps the decibels extreme

how he rocks...his hands are sweeping
at a manic sort of pace
on the stage he likes to ramble
hopping all around the place
while his guitar sharply whines
townshend windmills so sublime

plays a solo like a rocket
it will jangle in your head
rapid notes he plays so briskly
loud enough to raise the dead
love to hear the whole band soaring
pete's the guitar playing man
dig the sound of keith moon's drumming
daltrey's voice as rough as sand
quiet johnny knows the best way
to add bass lines to the song
when you add them all together
its a unit very strong

when the concert's finally over
you are suddenly aware
that your ears are ringing loudly
but you find you just don't care
yes, the concert is long over
and you start to realize
normal hearing you just can't recall 
when blasted by these guys

how he rocks...his hands are sweeping
at a manic sort of pace
on the stage he likes to ramble
hopping all around the place
while his guitar sharply whines
townshend windmills so sublime


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