If I Was a Little Kettle Drum
If I was a little kettle drum
Daily I would sit on my charming bum,
Never letting you be dour or glum
Playing reggae music for my mum.
I might possibly taste flavored rum.
Pretend to be all kinds of dumb.
I would play music in this slum,
Starting up daily with a little hum.
You might become my favorite chum.
If you play me gently, with your thumb.
Do not mess me up or leave one crumb.
Or I will not be your little kettle drum.
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