

Come one, come all
To the forest hall
We’re starting a band
Right here on our land
Trumpets, drums and even dancers
All to delight the music fanciers
Our reputation we want to change
You need to know we’re not so strange
We might be gray and have no hair
Willing to admit a certain scare
Is present when you first greet us
So come hear us play and meet us
We may look odd at first
Rumors say that we are cursed
I think you’ll soon realize
We’re just a normal band of guys!
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If you go down to the woods today …
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Good take on the Prompt.
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Thanks!
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You’re welcome 😉
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