Oh, the summer!
Full to the brim, with
volunteering, jobs, and
work, of all types.
By far, however, the
Most fun will always be
Marching band!
Hours of sweaty effort,
The weariness deep felt,
but the bonds are year-long.
My section, the flutes, are
Switched, made to learn the
piccolo, an instrument I love, but
the fear of that one line, now
Immortal in American culture,
Lingers.
Cursed is the movie,
"American Pie",
by all floutists, who
suffer at their
'friends' banter.
Now, this cursed line shall
Always, now and forever,
haunt me and my fellow
floutists:
"One time, at band camp..." |
Submission Name: 'One time, at band camp...."
