Jazzy Soul.


I got that winter blues,

That jazzy soul,

That makes me want to move,

And groove to the beat,

Snapping my fingers,

In this smoked filled room,

Where red lipped succubi are on the move,

Incubi laughing,

Drinks in hand,

Lovers kissing in the back,

Lucifer sings, swaying his hips with the band,

What a lovely night,

Everyone’s in good spirit,

Falling for sinful delights,

I tell ya, this jazz club has no limits,

So drink up,

And enjoy your life kid,

Live it to the fullest,

And live without fear.


Author: Viv

Just a suffering Victorian era ghost stuck in the past but loves modern music, sushi, and singing despite being really boring.

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