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Twelve Days of Band Camp

What happens when a beloved Christmas carol is rewritten by a former high school band member? We-e-e-ll, here goes! ;)

On the first day of band camp my director gave to me
A drum major on the 50.

On the second day of band camp my director gave to me
Two sousaphones
And a drum major on the 50.

On the third day of band camp my director gave to me
Three French horns,
Two sousaphones,
And a drum major on the 50.

On the fourth day of band camp my director gave to me
Four clarinet reeds,
Three French horns,
Two sousaphones,
And a drum major on the 50.

On the fifth day of band camp my director gave to me
Five hours of drills,
Four clarinet reeds,
Three French horns,
Two sousaphones,
And a drum major on the 50.

On the sixth day of band camp my director gave to me
Six pints of sunscreen,
Five hours of drills,
Four clarinet reeds,
Three French horns,
Two sousaphones,
And a drum major on the 50.

On the seventh day of band camp my director gave to me
Seven heavy flagpoles,
Six pints of sunscreen,
Five hous of drills,
Four clarinet reeds,
Three French horns,
Two sousaphones,
And a drum major on the 50.

On the eighth day of band camp my director gave to me
Eight gallons of Gatorade,
Seven heavy flagpoles,
Six pints of sunscreen,
Five hours of drills,
Four clarinet reeds,
Three FRench horns,
Two sousaphones,
And a drum major on the 50.

On the ninth day of band camp my director gave to me
Nine screaming lectures,
Eight gallons of Gatorade,
Seven heavy flagpoles,
Six pints of sunscreen,
Five hours of drills,
Four clarinet reeds,
Three French horns,
Two sousaphones,
And a drum major on the 50.

On the tenth day of band camp my director gave to me
A ten-minute break (NOT!),
Nine screaming lectures,
Eight gallons of Gatorade,
Seven heavy flagpoles,
Six pints of sunscreen,
Five hours of drills,
Four clarinet reeds,
Three French horns,
Two sousaphones,
And a drum major on the 50.

On the eleventh day of band camp my director gave to me
Eleven freshmen griping,
A ten-minute break (NOT!),
Nine screaming lectures,
Eight gallons of Gatorade,
Seven heavy flagpoles,
Six pints of sunscreen,
Five hours of drills,
Four clarinet reeds,
Three French horns,
Two sousaphones,
And a drum major on the 50.

On the twelfth day of band camp my director gave to me
Twelve drummers slacking,
Eleven freshmen griping,
A ten-minute break (NOT!),
Nine screaming lectures,
Eight gallons of Gatorade,
Seven heavy flagpoles,
Six pints of sunscreen,
Five hours of drills,
Four clarinet reeds,
Three French horns,
Two sousaphones...

AND A DRUM MAJOR ON THE 50!!!

 

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