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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Gil Scott-Heron

Wiggy

 

Wiggy

(album: Free Will - 1972)


We get, uh, a lot of requests for, for, uh, comments
Generally during interviews and etcetera
About, um, uh, about what people should wear
And what people should do and how people should carry on
Um, we'd like to make one small comment on that
Uh, the name of the poem is Wiggy
And, um, we'll let the title stand for itself
Here's Wiggy

Still, Jemima du-head-ragged
Her 1920 mind was gagged
Undigging how very counterfeit that thing
Across her mind did sit
Wiggy

Gold and blonde, blood-red and blue
Sizzled, frizzled, and greasy too
Black woman still dig imitation
The mother of our horse-hair nation
Wiggy

Chemicalize your nappy top
Comb and brush that store-bought mop
Saturday night, you storm the block
Paint resembling electric shock
Woman, you are a laughing stock
Wiggy

Baby, we dig fuzzy heads
Cotton-soft, not woolward lead
Brillo crowns we all adore
As long as we are sure
It's yours

done

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