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Drop your piano, oboe, radio
Go down-road to his Tupelo patio
& Follow the tango of Brigham’s new banjo
A treat as he tickles the twang of his note
Not a trip of the tempo while tapping his toes—What fiddle
can diddle
This brittle-bright riddle?
Dance until dark, drop the dust of the city
Don’t ever doubt his dazzling ditty--A gusto, this combo
of drum and string limbo
Brilliant, beady, bumbling beat
Bouncing my knee, brushing my feet to the bumpkin rhythm
Of Backyard Brigham
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