One Loose Toot

 

An odd and loud tuba toot

Drifted through the park

I saw no band throughout the day

and it came again at dark

 

From where on Earth do you suppose

this lonely tuba note has rose

Perhaps some music room cross town

escaped this deep, resounding sound,

 

A classroom window left ajar

this note took flight and traveled far

It crossed my path so very near

It wasn’t all that hard to hear

 

I stopped and quickly looked around

In hopes to see this tuba sound

But as life is, so much unfair

Its color was the same as air.

 

As quickly as it came around

I’d lost this lovely tuba sound

I reckon I shall never know

but how I loved that tuba so.

 

 

 

 

 

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