Ukulele Fandom

I have a concert uke
It's my favourite possession
It’s all I can talk about
It's becoming an obsession

Playing day and night
Loudly singing out of key
Wildly optimistic
About my ability

Learning all the cheat chords
And faking all the rest
I play the only strum I know
Hoping for the best

And now I have uke envy
I haunt the music store
Looking at other ukes
And wanting to buy more

Boring everyone to tears
With my ukulele chat
I’m a ukulele fan now….
And there’s no going back
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Ireland Avatar
April 29, 2023 at 10:14 PM
I once asked my stepson how many guitars he needed - just one more than I’ve got was his quick reply. Maybe Ukes are the same. Love your poem Julie .
Draper Avatar
April 30, 2023 at 9:21 PM
Thanks very much Terry. I'm up to three ukes and counting, so I know just where your stepson is coming from! :)
Turner Avatar
April 28, 2023 at 10:05 PM
A uke fetish, now thats kinky:) Silly girl. Your imagination needs restrung. LOL
Draper Avatar
April 30, 2023 at 9:21 PM
Everyone needs a hobby, more than one if possible:) Which reminds me, I need to replace the G String on my uke lol ;)
Rolland Avatar
April 28, 2023 at 7:13 PM
i saw Marylin Monroe with a ukulele, a charming instrument, thanks for the enjoyable penning, i love music, any intrument classic and rock have a nice week end
Draper Avatar
April 30, 2023 at 9:19 PM
Fellow music lover here too Yann :) That's very interesting about Marilyn Monroe. Makes the ukulele even more special :)
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