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.