The Day Music Class Ceased to Exist.

Well...... Trumpets + My band = EPIC FAIL

We're sitting in band,
My friend and I,
Sitting in our musical class.
When out of nowhere, It comes.

The timid, horrible, disgusting,
Nausiating, despicable,
vile, hemmorage-inducing,
Make-you-sick-to-your-stomach
kind of sound.

A trumpet.

The sound of a thousend babies
duct-taped together and thrown
As a screaming mass into a blender.
It really is THAT awful.

I cringe, I watch as my bassoon-y friend's
face begins to melt from that awful din.

The Trumpet's screams of sound echo-
The sound of the world imploading-
The sound of a cat throwing up on the carpet-
The sound... of screaming children in a laundromat.

Our Director rushes over,
The moans from other band mates dying
A slow and painful death is heard.

But then... All hope dies.
More trumpets join in.

The hellacious noises clash as one big scream,
The windows crash in,
The sound only comparable to a train getting crushed by an F-5 Tornado.

Every Band-y child falls,
Their futures in the musical career, Ruined.

It was all over.
There,
Then,
Was no more band.
 

Author's Note

Yes I did. ( I have nothing against Trumpets or their players..... Only the Trumpet players in my band.)

Reviews

[constancelovesdarkness]

Lol I played trumpet in band... :)