Percussion, my passion.
Percussion,
My passion.
Although a snare drum hit me on the head
And made me feel like I was going to be dead,
I still want to learn how to play the timpani.
My seniors are very funny –
They play weird games (the martial arts thing!)
And have different names (sorry, I just had to find something that rhymes :/).
I remember during band camp,
Sharon was such a lamb (oO!)
She had to drink out of Aliza’s waterbottle
Which made her want to throttle
Er, our seniors.
Who are very fierce.
Not actually they’re not fierce, just strict but nice
"I just couldn’t find anything to rhyme!" Xin Hui cries.
I’m really bad at poems, so perhaps I should stop writing now before it goes completely off-topic just for the sake of finding words that rhyme. But, wait.
And back to the whole point of this
Which I have completely…missed.
Percussion
Is my passion.
:D
Nothing rhymes with an emoticon :(
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