Band Rehearsal Poem by lozzi drippin

Band Rehearsal



The Bands best mid-rehearsal,
And I'm dying for a pee,
But, although Im holding up my hand,
I can't seem to make my teacher see,
I clash the cymbals, bang the drum
But he doesn't hear me plea,
If I have a tinkle on the piano,
Then i think hes sure to notice me.

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