Transition Poem by Ima Ryma

The Sultans of Swing swung on down
To make some music history
In a pub in south London town,
Top of the chart band wannabe.
The little Dixieland jazz band
Struggled to make their music sound
Macho so boys could understand
This message be the best around.
At last the pub told the band guys
That a change needed to be made.
And so it came as no surprise,
Changes happened and the band stayed.

Soon after a transitioning,
Renamed the Sultanettes of Swing.