Written for a one person play of Alice in Wonderland

Alice

This great purple butterfly,
In the prison of my hands,
Has a learning in his eye
Not a poor fool understands.

Once he lived a schoolmaster
With a stark, denying look;
A string of scholars went in fear
Of his great birch and his great book.

Like the clangour of a bell,
Sweet and harsh, harsh and sweet.
That is how he learnt so well
To take the roses for his meat.

W.B.Yeats

Another Song of a Fool

I'm a proof of concept
In general I work
The interface's not perfect
Sure has a million quirks

There're certain things that break me
The testing wasn’t great
There’s probably no manual
I’m sure you can relate

I'm a POC POC POC
A working prototype
I'm a POC POC POC
A work in progress

I'm a POC POC POC
A working prototype
I'm a POC POC POC
A proof of concept

My current project status?
No one really knows why,
Sometimes I just stop working,
Wrong button pressed – I cry

Even though I'm agile
Development is slow
Some bugs become new features
Memory allocations grow

I'm a POC POC POC
A working prototype
I'm a POC POC POC
A work in progress

Product owners cry
When they have to manage my
Requirements
And increments

Song A Week 20 2025

I'm a Proof of Concept (POC)

Song a week 2025 #19

Prompt: Benefit of the doubt

You'll Get the Benefit of the Doubt

Made for r/songaweek ! Experimenting with some pianos.

Warm Pianos

Verse 1:

Every time I think about my music 

This feeling just comes over me

Makes me free and gives me happy memories

I realize that it was ment to be



Chorus:

Cymbals ringing

Guitars singing

Bass line swinging



Verse 2:

Late at night the neon lights are calling

Play your music loud and proud 

Chasing dreams through every chord and lead break

Giving pleasure to the crowd



Chorus:

Cymbals ringing

Guitars singing

Bass line swinging



Verse 3:

Stories told in each and every song

Crowds may change but I still play

From heartbreak blues to staying strong

'Cause this old soul was born that way



Chorus:

Cymbals ringing

Guitars singing

Bass line swinging

Guitar Singing.wav

Another cup of tea
(Mark Irving Anderson)
 
That problem, it’s gonna be there waiting
You could argue till you’re black and blue
If you can’t find the solace in the waiting 
You’ll argue with a stop sign like a fool
From where I sit the traffic sign ain’t lyin’
Go on and rev the engine, all you please
This is how we wind up dead or dyin’
Slow down and have a cup of tea…
 
That morning paper brings the morning news
Some of it is good, some is sad
The morning paper doesn’t get to choose
He just delivers what he has
From where I sit the world’s been goin’ crazy
And I swear that I can sanely see
It’s just another chance for being lazy
Slow down we’ll have a cup of tea…
 
[Chorus]
Let’s put the kettle on, and we’ll talk a bit
You can’t solve a problem in the thick of it
Sometimes the answers all go hide among the weeds
So, slow down, there’s time, for another cup of tea…

I got a list of problems, same as you
And whenever they try and pull me down
I take a little walk among the ruins
Where my feet found some solid ground
From where I sat the world was, looking manic
With a cold unpleasant sense of unease
So, even when I’m tempted, I don’t panic
I just slow down and have a cup of tea…

[Chorus]
Let’s put the kettle on, and we’ll talk a bit
You can’t solve a problem in the thick of it
Sometimes the answers all go hide among the weeds
So, slow down, there’s time, for another cup of tea…

Sometimes the answers all go hide among the weeds
So, slow down, there’s time, for another cup of tea
So, slow down, there’s time, for another cup of tea…

Another cup of tea

"Late Tonight" feels cinematic. This is the song I am most proud of. I love how all of my first few songs have such different vibes. I really want to start focusing more on the storytelling side of songwriting, because music is communication. I really hope someone enjoys this one!

Late Tonight

Nobody's living in a yellow submarine
but some songs get stuck to the surface of your heart
like a sticker on a guitar

Sailing under the bridge, under the sun, the black hole sun rosette
under six strings, like Saturn's rings
like they are everything

Six strings
Six strings

Sail on past the sun
that black hole sun
rosetting sun 
just keep the strings always above you
and keep sailing on
and leave your body you won't need it where you're going, no
you have to leave your body here before you go

Six strings
Six strings

You gotta leave your body leave your body leave your body behind

Six Strings

Lyrics:

I put my life in boxes, will be gone.
I trashed it, sold it, burned the bridges down.

Wherever I go,
I'll bring me, so
nothing means the world.

If I had to choose two things I own
to take where I'll go,
it would be the memories of you
and my guitar to play our tune.

I stripped down to the core, no more to lose,
in forward motion, head turned back to you.

I try to shake the roots
that grasp for my worn boots
and stumble blindly into what will come.

You'll Get the Benefit of the Doubt

DharmikaMusic

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