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Who I am


I am in the band 

with a flute in my hand

I look at the music on the stand

I march for the fans in the stand

This is only a one band strand

There are others on this land

I am in jazz and concert band

These are more just offhand

In all these bands

I withstand

Firsthand

The true meaning of living grand

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