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Thumb on the trigger
Index on the mouthpiece
Three on the bar

Two in the air
Three on the slide
Feet flat on the floor

Play the piece
The score
The music

And keep the
Unattractive trombonists ring
That I love.
This poem is about playing my f-attachment trombone (which is named Sammy), how the hands are placed and the "ring of shame".

— The End —