Jangles
The best part of vacations
Is they alter your routine,
Like giving up the tuba
For the jangly tambourine.
You leave your comfort zone behind
And venture into where
Nobody knows who you might be
And no one seems to care.
You visit places you have only
Read about in books
And taste cuisine created
By some unfamiliar cooks.
The scenery is different
From what you are used to seeing
And being in such strange surroundings
Might be somehow freeing.
The oom-pah-pah of daily life
Has all the normal angles,
But sometimes, just to spice things up,
You need to hear those jangles.
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