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Some
play trumpet, some play saxophone and
some in back stand alone. There
are wooden clarinets and shiny flutes oboes
and bassoons with some different toots. Those
off to the side, roll on snares sometimes
they're loud and get strange stares. There
are brass trombones with big long slides they
ump and pa with long slow glides. They're
heavy and curved, those great big basses never
in a hurry, couldn't go to the races. Last
but not least, someone leads the band starts
and stops with only a hand. An
unusual collection of instruments and drums makes
wonderful music that everyone hums.
Original
Poetry, Art & Graphics by Patricia Walter 2001©
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