Sonnet: Band Room

We sit in here all day and all the night.
There is no place that we would rather be.
We know our friends are always close in sight.
To get in here we never need a key.

The band directors say we cannot eat.
They took the carpet out and put in tile.
And Russ and Ryan try to trip our feet,
But all of this will always make us smile.

The colorguard is always throwing stuff,
While huge black carts will try to knock us down.
We've taken this and now we've had enough,
But none of this will ever make us frown.

This really is an interesting place.
If you came here we'd like to see your face.