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A Tag is at the end of a song
Hey is something you play all night long,
Wearing gloves in 105
Don't you dare dip or dive,
Hangin' with friends all the time
Instruments are oiled, didn't cost a dime
Trumpets got it easy, Baritones got it hard
Mellophones can't see as they march yards and yards
Alphabet of seven letters , memorized in my head
Sunburns on fire til you got to bed
Split a yard, down the middle
Go ahead and live a little
Join the Mighty Marching Band
And we'll see how long you can stand.




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YellowRose79 said...
Apr. 15, 2013 at 12:27 pm:
I would melt. First day. Easy. But loved the poem! Especially describing the instrument groups individually.
 
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