This poem is a Shakespearean sonnet (also an English sonnet) written in iambic pentameter.
Not So Geeky Band Geek
I almost tried out for the play that day.
I held the sheet within my shaky hand.
But soon I heard a voice inside me say,
"Instead of trying out for plays, do band."
And all at once, right then and there I put
That paper down, and then I grabbed a horn.
I took off running, tripping on my foot;
A band geek now I cared not of the scorn.
My first day of that good old class I knew
That I would learn to love this one so soon.
I stepped inside the brightly colored blue,
And then I played a note on my bassoon.
Now playing my sweet instrument so dear,
Is often so rewarding when there's cheer.
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