T. Rex
Wind Quartets
Wind quarter, q-q-quartet
Wind quarter, q-q-quartet

The wind quartet howls softly
My jeep hand strokes her necklace
Crusted, crammed with old Etruscan gold

Her bird head torn with summer
Inspects a Spartan runner
Robbing time a chosen Prince of Speed

My goblet drenched with Autumn
Tears for my dead cat Ena
Silver Surfer sorcerer of spray

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Doo do do do do do do do
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La la la la la la ra la la

Wind quarter, q-q-quartet
Wind quarter, q-q-quartet

She headed deep in chartreuse
A falcon glimpse of white teeth
Separated by lace cinnamon folds
She hid and rid in hansom
Cab wrenched from lost Byzantium
Lordlett who once held the earth In chains

Doo do do do do do do do
Doo do do do do do do do
La la la la la la ra la la
Doo do do do do do do do
Doo do do do do do do do
La la la la la la ra la la

Wind quarter, q-q-quartet
Wind quarter, q-q-quartet
Wind quarter, q-q-quartet