| I wonder if Lightfoot felt this way, when the mood sent his hand across the page.
What stimulus did he need to push the pen and lay down the lyrics I defend...
Thank God for music, guitar and 5-string for that's where I belong.
Broken strings are the only excuses for never playing on.
Excerpt from the poem "Lay the Lyrics Down," copyright 1984, J.P. Polidoro.
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