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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419347" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Our Dave</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here is a tale about my brother, <br>The one who beats the skins; <br>From earliest days he thumped and tapped<br>On table-tops and tins.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When bought a tiny metal drum<br>His face beamed with delight; <br>He rapped it with his wooden sticks<br>From morn' 'til noon 'til night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No power on earth could slow him down<br>His destiny was sealed: <br>His drumming was to be his life, <br>No other course appealed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His hyper-active ways, it seemed, <br>Were suited to his choice<br>Of instrument... he'd make his mark<br>With sticks, and not with voice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And so he has, and still goes on<br>Improving all the time; <br>Refining each and every note<br>Until it sounds sublime.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's true to say he's older now<br>And settling down a bit; <br>But still there is that need of his<br>To drum, he'll never quit.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He'll drum on to the bitter end, <br>The beat is in his blood; <br>He's gone from strength to strength you see<br>And now he is so good.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This tale about a drummer<br>Is getting near the end; <br>This tale about 'our Dave, '<br>My brother and my friend; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have to say I miss him, <br>But I'm happy that I find, <br>He's overcome the handicap<br>Of being almost blind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Written June 1994</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Carter+Brown">John Carter Brown</a><div class=q>
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The one who beats the skins; 
From earliest days he thumped and tapped
On table-tops and tins.

When bought a tiny metal drum
His face beamed with delight; 
He rapped it with his wooden sticks
From morn' 'til noon..."></div>
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