A Concert Band Spirit

Aniah/Jessica Katz

AniaHope@aol.com

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Disclaimers: I am a clarinetist in the lower band. I do not own anything except what belongs to me; like my mind.

From the author who brought you "Why the ETHS marching band is Holy" and "Cult of the Swim Team" comes the story behind the ETOWN concert band in all it's insanity!

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To sit where you sit

Take your trumpet

And bend it in a fit

Of pure malice



So states the stately first trombone

While the saxes wail lines

From bygone marching days

And the tympanist quit

'Cause Fodor had no patience with him



The bells really are nonexistent

Lower band's just asking for it

'Cause the last concert

Was complete and utter bull sh*t



Flute jokes abound

Tho most of them frown

Clarinets have a tendancy

Toward well-played neutrality

And TUBA be praised,

It was in tune today!