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Jan 2017
Pledge your allegiance to the noise
Hand on chest may annoy
Beaten finely to a pulse
Truth be told and not false.

Keep your time and be strict
Practice until you have it licked
Hit them where it hurts
Send them all off in a hearse.

Never stop what you do
Every day this is for you
Hands give blood until numb
For this is why we all best the drum.
Robert J Howard
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