Counting to four 

Then we begin 

We know the score

That’s how we win.

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Our cadences

Among the best

The band dances 

A rhythm fest.

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Snares staccato 

Heavy bass drums

Quints bravado 

Audience comes.

–

As we all march

Put on a show

Serve the best parched

Best way we know.

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Bright cymbals crash

Tonal basses

Sticking panache 

Smiling faces.

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I miss those days 

With the drumline

Captain of craze 

Or pride of mine…

-AAA 11/25/2024