Band Parody of Poe's The RavenBand Parody of Poe's The Raven by KangarooSTU
Once upon a band night dreary, while I marched on, weak and weary,
Over many a yard line painted on the ill kept football field floor -
At Attention, Nearly Napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As if someone gently rapping - rapping like drums in Drum Core.
"Tis Doctor Beat," I muttered, "clicking at 144 -
Only this and nothing more."
"Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak November,
As each separate band geek member set an arc to play some more.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my napping surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost French Horn -
For the rare and radiant French Horn whom my band friends named