Tonight I walked to town with my guitar
Electric pink, snug in its brand new case
Although the venue wasn’t all that far
Was nervous someone might steal it and race
Off into the night. Anyway, I faced
The ordeal of playing live once again
The pub was fairly quiet, lots of space
Some people sang to CDs, some rapped; then
Some strummed acoustic; one guy even lent
My pink guitar for his set. I felt far
From at my best, but it’s good to practice
Whenever opportunity presents
Maybe next time I’ll sit down; easier
To see the frets and play in the right place!
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