Leonardo Ringo

A Singer - Songwriter
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12 1/2 Ways to Write Better

12 1/2 Ways to Write Better

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Its another of our Christmas remake “Santa is Coming to Town”. And it’s free, so download it now! http://fb.me/1oJBhjNtQ

Its another of our Christmas remake “Santa is Coming to Town”. And it’s free, so download it now! http://fb.me/1oJBhjNtQ

Enjoy your X-Mas Eve with us!

Enjoy your X-Mas Eve with us!

I see those trees are calling
And the sun shines softly among the leaves
Leaving every honks, horns and smoke reeling
Replacing edges of buildings with tips of the reefs
Wlderness carries me away
To a place where fewer people care
Wilderness sometimes its kept away
Some thinks its rare, but its fair
The leaves are poisonous
The wild animals are dangerous
But the beauty is voluptous
The wilderness is ingenious

I see those trees are calling
And the sun shines softly among the leaves
Leaving every honks, horns and smoke reeling
Replacing edges of buildings with tips of the reefs
Wlderness carries me away
To a place where fewer people care
Wilderness sometimes its kept away
Some thinks its rare, but its fair
The leaves are poisonous
The wild animals are dangerous
But the beauty is voluptous
The wilderness is ingenious

The Crack

And then, there goes the crack
The crack that has always been there
Covered with laughter and happiness and also tears
The crack is real
The crack hurts
Nobody can avoid the crack
Therefore, there goes the crack
And it stays there

THE BOOK OF LOVE

The book of love is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing
It’s full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing
But I
I love it when you read to me
And you
You can read me anything
The book of love has music in it
In fact that’s where music comes from
Some of it is just transcendental
Some of it is just really dumb
But I
I love it when you sing to me
And you
You can sing me anything
The book of love is long and boring
And written very long ago
It’s full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes
And things we’re all too young to know
But I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
And I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
And I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
You ought to give me wedding rings