Instrument

Do you have an instrument

Do you practice every day 

Is it a passion 

How well can you play?

Over here they play the didgeridoo, 

An ancient haunting sound. 

Wind, string, percussion, brings glory to the crowd. 

Me; I can't play anything. 

So I have to sing. 

I can sing out of tune, 

And clap out of beat, 

Can do it sitting, laying,

Or standing on my feet.

To others my instrument 

Sounds on the nose.

But I can do it by myself, 

No one needs to know.

I enjoy lots of different music, 

But a song throughout the day 

When it's new, when it's fresh

Blows my mind away.