I dug the middle out
of my French baguette,
and cut a dozen holes
to make a clarinet.
Sally got old buns
to make a xylophone.
Sam used two bread sticks
like a slide trombone.
We took our instruments
beneath a poplar tree
and when we all had tuned
we played a symphony.
Our music was superb!
A fascinating sound!
So that is what we do
when we “loaf” around.
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