So you haven't got a drum, just beat your belly.
So I haven't got a horn- I'll play my nose.
So we haven't any cymbals-
We'll just slap our hands together,
And though there may be orchestras
That sound a little better
With their fancy shiny instruments
That cost an awful lot -
Hey, we're making music twice as good
By playing what we've got!
by Shel Silverstein
Where the Sidewalk Ends
I love this poem because it is a fun poem and because it has feeling to it.
I get a fun feeling when I read it.
I also like it because it has made up things in it like, "so you haven't
got a drum, just beat your belly".
By Eden King