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The Marching Band
Marching at the football game
Gives me a sence of a unique fame
Peeking for the drummajors beat
Keeps us bound like an elite
Increasing the hours of our drill
Does not make us yearn to thrill
Spending time with the band
Makes the hot days seem grand.
poem
by
Brie Carter
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