#47 THE BAND Read Count : 126

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A sax, trumpet, guitar are instruments in the band,
And as we listen to the music they play, it’s grand.
A beautiful lady on stage has started her singing.
Soon I find my own voice is joyfully ringing.
As I join in the chorus on some songs that I know,
What a great and wonderful sounding musical show.
My feet start tapping, and soon I feel like dancing.
Then the melody slows down and begins romancing.
Everyone begins standing up, cheering and clapping.
How happy we are that this concert did happen.

© Copyright 1997 by Jean E. Gorney

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