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Mar 2014
It's the greatest band in the world
They play from shore to shore
The giant fingers move up and down the beaches
The sand is its cords

Sometimes they play violently
Like a rock band
Other times more softly
With the melody of a love song

People travel every year to hear them
Language barriers; they have none
Everyone likes to hear them
The Waves; they are number one
Tim Emminger
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Tim Emminger  Kentucky
(Kentucky)   
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