AnElephantCant stop loving Mr Bowie
Although his name is too difficult to rhyme
His music is amazing
If perhaps slightly crazy
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes but I can’t trace time
AnElephant is down in darkest Yorkshire
On a strange night in a mining village disco
When he first groks the novelty
Of the sensational Space Oddity
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
This is way back in Nineteen Canteen
It seems like a lifetime ago
But Davie moves on
Becomes a chameleon
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go, it’s the freakiest show
He reappears as Ziggy Stardust
Changes his image in the blink of an eye
From sailors fighting in bars
To Spiders from Mars
There’s a starman waiting in the sky, he’d like to come and meet us, but he thinks he’d blow our minds
Then Major Tom just reappears
And has his second Number One he
Is the first by name*
To achieve that aim
Ashes to ashes funk to funky
He releases the famous Berlin Trilogy
So different in every way
With perfect precision
Of Sound and Vision
We can be heroes just for one day
Our Davie is all grown up now
Still he continues to delight
His first album in ten years
Is released to great cheers
Once again The Stars are out Tonight
*Major Tom is the only person to appear by name in two different Chart topping songs.
Excellent, three cheers for your ode to David Bowie! Loved it. Your rhymes are always so well done! And, thank you for sharing about his new album. 🙂
A thank you for each cheer.
You are oh so welcome.
This is for you and your lovely blog :http://utesmile.wordpress.com/2013/03/23/i-got-one-and-some-more-awards/
AnElephantCant accept an award
He already has his plateful
But he does thank his friend Ute
Her thought is so cute
And AnElephant is ever so grateful
Me thinks an Elephant has good taste. And is secure in his views to so openly profess his love and admiration of Mr. Bowie’s PHeNoMeNaL talent and theatrics.
Thank you Matilda.
And please (very nicely) bear in mind that this is a child friendly blog.
Oh dear. My apologies. Please delete. Really. Please. Again, I’m sorry!
AnElephantCant get too upset here
He won’t try to send you to jail
He knows you’re not daft
Just having a laugh
So he already sent you an email
major tom to ground control… I like this… a lot…. huggggs
Thanks, Roxi, hugs back to you!
AnElephant has gone down to Yorkshire
To visit with friends I assume perchance
One never knows
Wherever he goes
Maybe he’ll stop here on his next trip to France
I have always liked the singer, David Bowie
He is great, I think he is “da bomb”
I think with his songs
He can do no wrongs
But we had Ground Control To Ginger Tom*
*We used to have a ginger tom cat and we always sang Ground control to Ginger Tom rather than the real version 😆
Find it difficult to believe that AnElephant has been duped by the Amdrams of the Thin White Duke.
Oh get over yourself, you always did take it too seriously – looks like Maybole is rubbing off on you!
Bowie is Brilliant!!!!
Just been to France, but flew this time.
Great poems, but too far behind to reply in kind!
No worries, I understand my friend.
Travel drives us round the bend
Flying is easier to the continent.
Better to go up and then descend
It is a great distance for you to go
And if the boat breaks, you’d have to row
**In a lot of pain so rhymes aren’t that good