A/N Okay, just an FYI, I didn't even know marching band fics existed until today so I don't know the criteria or what people want from this as I usually write Lord of the Rings fics. Oh, and I don't write poetry. I'd also like to add that this is based on the trombone section in my school, so other trombones may not apply.
Anywho, on with the poem.
The Amazing Trombone Section
Few people think of trombones as amazing
Just odd, geeky, and a little bit crazy.
So I'm here to sort out this misinformation
And give trombonists just representation.
We may be odd and really lazy
But don't hate us for picking the daisies.
And no other section looks nearly as sweet
As a line of trombones coming down the street.
No other instrument is even close to as cool
As the sliding trombone that runs the school.
All the other players are simply jealous
Of us amazing trombone fellas.
I'm saying so now and spreading the word
Fourteen trombones is the best sound ever heard.
Oh, sorry to any other sections I may have offended by writing this…except for saxophones.
Peace
Hobbit Killer