Charlie Christian Played Windy Pt. 1

I was the wild man

The Child like damn

running wild was part of my plan

I was the knowing blue chupacabra, with glowing goo mental lava,

with the pantheism flowing knob of listening to Italian Opera

Myself Raskino in a blank puzzled culture only hunted Barley, I hardly

could miss them playing during their jazz playing party. I never heard Jazz

before and was tardy.

I was in the jungle, I heard The band on the random stage rumble,

my feet and fingers and my thumbs cooled and became humble

Charlie Christian tried his hand at Windy