This morning, as usual, a group of us met for coffee in our little market town. We do this every Friday morning and it is such fun.
This morning friend W suddenly came out with the statement: "Somebody's pinched my kazoo!" W plays in several ukulele bands and is a good musician. She sometimes has occasion to play the kazoo and hers has gone missing, much to her frustration.
This made us all laugh as it seemed such a good line for the title of a silly song or poem. So the group suggested that I write one. So here it is W - hope you like it (and the rest of the group if they are reading this).
The Missing Kazoo.
Somebody's pinched my kazoo!
I feel it just might have been you.
I'm quite a musician
and it created a frisson -
- a shiver that seemed to run through.
It's easy to spot 'cos it's blue.
In the shop there were only a few.
When you'd all gone for a fag
I searched every bag
and every coat pocket too.
So now my buzzer is gone.
I hope it's gone to a good home.
But when the uke band's about,
they'll miss it no doubt.
Meanwhile I'll play paper and comb.
If anyone finds a blue kazoo - you know who it belongs to.