The Boy Who Wouldn’t Stop Trying to make Music

“Empty drums make most noise”
Said Mr Brown over the wall.
Wondering if this was true at all
The Boy, water he poured into pails, on the wall.

The empty one, he tapped with a spoon.
Wondering if he could make a tune,
As the sound was louder and higher too.
He filled another without more ado.
Fuller, quieter, deeper the sound anew.

With more pails, he found scales,
Music could be made, they couldn’t fail.
The Boy with his saucepans with spoons in hand,
Mr Brown, with his fiddle, they’d made a band.
Others copied this simple plan,
Music was heard, all over the land.