I can never play in tune
I play sub-contrabass bassoon.
Once in a blue moon
I rest-that's a boon-
To everybody. I croon
Below low C with six inch reeds
But I really have done good deeds for the band
They don't understand
How musical I am.
And there is something wrong here? Nay!
This is what I'm supposed to play
And I won't stop or go away
You go away from me!
Get my lesson-play a note
The way the composer wrote
Just a single A, that's all I can play
Till my next lesson next week.
To lose my breath and try again
Until my sanity has been
Eroded down
Beaten to the ground
And I'm left with only a frown.