THE ENSEMBLE: STRINGS, SPOON AND BASSOON

My orchestral instrument is the tin spoon,

The guy sitting next chair, blows a wood bassoon,

When spoon hits bassoon wood,

The sound is mostly good,

Supported by strings, we make a pretty tune.

MY OBOE HAD HOLES

My oboe had too many holes, so I plugged some with chewing gum,

Then when I played my oboe, it made a horrible, hissing hum,

So, my music I could not share,

I led a life of despair,

And, I could never approach my one true love, who played the bongo drum.

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HARRY PLAYED 13 HOLE HARMONY

Harry didn't like playing harmony, but that's all they'd let him do,

Although, Harry was acclaimed at playing the 13 hole kazoo, 

Melody was for the 1st strings,

Harmony for the other things,

So Harry organized a union, now melody he plays too.

JEFFREY AND HIS CORNET

Jeff got out his Vaseline, to grease his cornet slide,

Jeff used the slide to stay in tune, so he could blow with pride,

Jeff was so proud to be 1st chair,

He fingered every note with care,

Jeff never have a girlfriend, for his cornet was his bride.

I COULD NOT PLAY MY TOOT, TOOT, TOOT

I could not play my toot, toot, toot,
My trumpet was broken but, not my flute,
Hence, I sounded a peep, peep, peep,
Which made the conductor weep, weep, weep,
So, out of the orchestra I got the boot.

I COULD NOT PLAY MY TOOT, TOOT, TOOT

I could not play my toot, toot, toot,
My trumpet was broken but, not my flute,
Hence, I sounded a peep, peep, peep,
Which made the conductor weep, weep, weep,
So, out of the orchestra I got the boot.