Broke kids listening to an acapella
"The Nearness of You",
A fire barrel crowning on them, one of em
Getting sick by the bridge:
Dumb, dumb, dumb be dumb.
(once was a romantic skimming glances,
always listened to the words.)
But their incorrigible trombone shoves, it's as though
They'd been invited to lead a protest.
But the brass was bent and the light--
It wasn't low enough.
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