A jumble of noise is what brings most of us joy.
Some think of it as art,
And some, just a toy.
There are all kinds of music.
Some is loud and heavy
Some is slow and steady,
And some is just ordinary.
Some use it to concentrate,
And some to procrastinate.
Others use it to exercise,
And some to rest their eyes.
While the drummer drums,
And the guitar player strums.
We bask in the ambience,
Without a care in the world!
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