Apology Poem (I'm Sorry Tuba)

April 17, 2009
By AylaH. SILVER, Burley, Washington
AylaH. SILVER, Burley, Washington
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Favorite Quote:
"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." J.R.R. Tolkien

I'm sorry, tuba.

You have to inhale my spit everyday

It fills your lungs and then you can't play.

I'm sorry, tuba.

You smell my breath every stinking day

But without CPR, music you can no longer bay.

I'm sorry, tuba.

I make you hit high notes even though they,

Are not easy to play.

I'm sorry, tuba.

I press your keys down all the way

I know you don't like it, but I must,

Or different notes you will not say.

I'm sorry, tuba.

I set you upside down on your head, but they

Didn't give you legs, so you won't stand any other way.

I'm sorry, tuba.

Will you ever forgive me?

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Cloud Rider said...
on Jun. 7 2009 at 8:02 pm
Kind of gross, but funny.

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