Banjo Contemplations
I am just on the verge of taking music lessons.
However, don’t expect Beethoven out of any of my jam sessions.
Other people may play the trumpet or the flute,
But I’ve recently begun to see bluegrass instruments as a hoot.
Playing tunes that make me wiggle,
I can’t help but love music that gives me the giggles.
And it takes a certain kind of mojo,
I think, to want to play the banjo.
With finger picks and metal girders,
The plucky sounds remind me of sheepherders.
Never mind my images of men named Pappy,
I’m gonna learn the banjo cause I believe it will make me happy.
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I hear there is a special place for people who play the banjo in white trash heaven.
Posted by: colbymarshall | July 08, 2008 at 04:53 PM
If my heaven involves a banjo playing Steve Martin, then I will be A-okay. : )
Posted by: Melody Platz | July 08, 2008 at 06:28 PM