Drum Bowl
Drum Bowl
Loved to sing,
Can't carry a tune.
Tried a recorder,
Not my order!
Found that strings,
Were not my thing.
Bing!
Bang!
Bong!
Pounding out a rhythm,
Oh, what bliss!
Bing!
Bang!
Bong!
The drums must carry on!
Pots and pans,
Have all been tried out!
The best thing yet,
A round metal dog bowl,
All shinny and bright.
Lightly tapped,
Gives a tinny sound,
Echoing back.
The dogs look at me,
"What's that"?
Our food or water?
What's on order?
Tapping away with all my heart.
Bing!
Bang!
Bong!
Even the birds sing along.
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