Hey Mr. Jazz Man

by Tamikka Malloy

Hey Mr. Jazz Man!

Please play my song
With a melodic croon
And a droning syncopated tune.

Your temples dance as you blow--
Let me see your cheeks swell
Then the crescendoing notes will expel.

Hey Mr. jazz man!
Won't you please play my song!

Make your trumpet weep--
The patrons feel your indigo blues
Watch under the tables as they clap their shoes.

Dizzy and Duke couldn't play tonight
But Miles was on the marquee,
To make love to his trumpet brazenly.

Hey Mr. Jazz Man by Tamikka Malloy

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