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To the Tuba GirlTo the Tuba GirlTo the Tuba Girl
Even during your 48-measure rest, You were noticed.
From the balcony I watched you foot tap and page turn,
the fingers that counted to ten again and again…
and your stern, untiring gaze at the short-armed conductor, with his tight black tuxedo and fashionable red socks.
Then you fingered the note twelve measures ahead, to make sure of your soon passing, orchestral debut.
And closing your eyes, you inhaled two pints of air, all that that your tenth- grade body could contain. &nbs
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