Dew on the bell of my euphonium. Pistons gleaming, My scalp is steaming. Tchaikovsky is intense, yes. I’m chastened by black dots that pepper the score. I’d spill my guts But the #cummerbund obstructs my evisceration. So I shed it— Tux and all. To play peashooter with the Duke. #vss365

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