Jazz
Jazz and all that razza-ma-tazz
makes me feel brand new.
It never ceases to amaze me
what that jazz can do.
Takes me high.
Let's me fly.
Takes me low.
Let's me go
to the innermost part of me
where no one else can ever see.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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