Classic Poem

The band comes booming down the street,
The tuba oomphs, the flutes tweet tweet;
The trombones slide, the trumpets blare,
The baton twirls up in the air.
There's " ooh's! " and " ahs! " and cheers and clapping —
And I can't stop my feet from tapping.











Reprinted by permission of the Estate of William Cole.