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Sunday, July 16, 2023

MY SWEATY CORNET

It seemed like for my old cornet, all the notes did melt,
For steaming hot was parade day, and that my cornet felt,
My lips got drip, dry parched, 
The notes got damaged as we marched,
When the parade was finally done, I had a root beer belt.




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