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Basement Band

Our sons play trumpet, saxophone, the piccolo and bass trombone. Horns blast and blare like Gatling guns; a sound-proof basement makes it fun. Horns blast and blare Horns blast and blare from morn till night without the sun. And when the band performs to task some parent never fails to ask How do you stand the ballyhoo - of practice sessions – how do you... How do you stand? How do you stand? Acoustic secret called Green Glue. written July 3, 2014, which is my birthday entered in Laura Loo's Poem Written on Your Birthday contest a form called brain strain refrain created by Allen Emery, specs can be found at: http://poetscollective.org/poetryforms/?p=2263

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Date: 3/15/2017 11:05:00 AM
my daughter plays the trombone- so I can relate! thank you and congrats :)-luloo
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Date: 3/14/2017 11:04:00 AM
Reason, ... Congratulations on your win.. ~* Hugs Eve
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Date: 3/12/2017 7:01:00 AM
And to think that you might have bought the instruments to keep them quiet! Thank God for kids: they bring out the fun side of everything. Lovely piece, Reason!
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