Sanity to INsanity
O Marching band, O Marching band!
Why have you made a frosh of innocence
Into a band geek of insanity?
The frosh's life from before was well
Until they whom have not known these things before
Joined marching band
Of noisy football games
And late fieldshow tournaments
Where they march and play
Like they have never done before?
Turning tan from the sun during band camp
Having fieldshow music stuck in their heads
And singing (loud) of it all day!
Their teachers have to shut them up in class,
For disturbing their students in such a way!
Their friends being non-bandos wonder
Why their friends in band are walking in step with them
With pointed toes curling up and straight backs
And the bandos' family ponder
Why do they get so many absent calls from the school office
With excuses of being in band?
But all in all
The bandos themselves
Do not care
(Although they do complain and groan)
For music is their life, and life is their music
Where they have fun and inside hoaxes
(and getting easy band grades)
And making fun of the band director
Which seems to become their hobby
Each day…
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ACCKKKK! THIS IS THE STUPIDEST THING I EVER WROTE!!!
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