My Pet Drums

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Nobody's home, and there they sit

Silent, but that will soon change

Cats flee as I climb into the cockpit

Feet firmly on the pedals

Thundering bass

Like a stampede of buffalo

180 degrees of NOISE!

Louder and faster

Like a hot red Corvette

Sticks and sweat flying

Paistes screaming

Wearin' them out

Beating without mercy

That's just the way they like it

Playtime's over

Momma's home, and there they sit

Silent again, until next time!

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  • Candace Harding2/2/2012

    Awesome!

  • Veronica D.7/25/2008

    I just want to bang on my drums all day...

  • Mary Naylor7/24/2008

    I loved it! Your pet drums are beautiful.

  • Amanda Pampena7/2/2008

    Awesome poem! I am trying to talk my bf into getting a drum set....

  • Wayne Howard6/8/2008

    Great job!! Such a well strucured poem! Even non-drummers like me can feel the percussive joy.

  • Sheri Fresonke Harper5/12/2008

    Drumroll ... applause! :) Sheri

  • Charlie K5/5/2008

    I can identify. My keyboard should join your drums.

  • Shanelle Diaz5/2/2008

    RIGHT ON!!! Your poetry rocks!

  • Kristie Leong M.D.5/1/2008

    So clever and creative!

  • Lisa Riggs4/30/2008

    Loved This!!! Well done!!!!

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