Doo-doo-doo-doo!
Trumpeting-whoo!
Trumpeteers!
Better than tears!
A great, shiny, golden thing,
Brings joy to everyone's ying
This poem has nothing to do with yang
Trumpets go out with a big BANG!
Trumpeteers form their own groups
Independant and rocking soup
The range is high and the range goes low
But trumpets appear in every show!
From plays to musicals
Movies to band-i-nals
Trumpets are everywhere
Don't be scared
Trumpeteers all the way
Trumpeteers to seize the day
Trumpeteers do get paid
Although not much, TRUMPET-YAY!













Comments
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If you donot see reflection you are on wrong side of mirror.
well done, nice poem
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allison
Open the pod bay doors, Hal.
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Mountain Dew- The drink of the gods!
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You'll never have a Fugue without a subject.
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Dark does not always equate to evil, nor Light always equate to good.
Live like you were to die tomorrow, for who knows, you might.
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