Library Garden Love
by Sardonica Neerheart

The world has never known a sillier little cheesehead than Sardonica. This song was one she sang at one of my concerts, the 2nd of my old "A Night of Romance" concert series

Sardonica pauses and glides her bow across the strings of her rebec weaving an melodic reflection of her softly sung verse. Sardonica's lips twitch with a wicked smile as she takes a breath, straightens herself and sings lustily to the crowd. Sardonica bends deeply in dance, one hand poised behind her prim waist, and the other gripping her rebec by the neck, the last note of it's twangy music still ringing. Sardonica gives a tremendous bow of denouement.