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The Banjo Boy

Banjo was a little boy Not an instrument Banjo spread lot's of joy Everywhere he went He was full of mischief With a cheeky smile Even though he was small He knew how to beguile He loved music and also liked to sing As Banjo was his name You would imagine he would like To play an instrument with strings This was not the case He practised the violin It was not suitable And it hurt his chin Banjo didn't want strings with bows Or things you have to strum Instruments you pluck or blow He would rather play the drum Banjo got his drum kit It was on his ninth Birthday He is in his element And to play It is very unusual One can get quite overcome To see a little Banjo Play a big instrument like a drum Ho, Hum

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Date: 1/19/2020 11:06:00 PM
So sweet and simple.. Let Banjo enjoy his Grandmother's poem like me.. Have a nice day Shirley..
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Date: 1/19/2020 9:30:00 PM
Thank you for the gift of your poetry this evening: )Shirley
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Shirley Hawkins
Date: 1/19/2020 10:51:00 PM
Thank you for reading my poem so pleased you enjoyed it Pixie. Banjo is my Grandson, he did get a drum set 3 months ago for his 9th Birthday... Best Wishes Shirley

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