LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt

I played a trumpet solo at a theatre in Western Maine, No audience showed up, so I felt intense, rejection pain, The concert tickets were fr...

July second is finally at hand, Time to rehearse the July forth marching band, While the drums bang away, Tubas ompah all day, The trumpe...

Benny use to like to bet,, He could hit high C on his cornet, He'd bet he'd vibrate with B, Then squeal out a D, Benny owes me much ...

No one played the baritone, Quite as well as old Tyrone, He played so melodic, That the girls danced exotic, In the street in a ...