Because I can …

Ah, look at all the lonely oboes.
Ah, look at all the lonely oboes.

Poor little oboes sitting around in their cases not playing a note
What is their hope?
Waiting and wishing, thinking the players just might get to work on a reed
That’s what they need

All the lonely oboes
They sit alone and wait
All the lonely oboes
No reeds appear their fate.

Sing along with this. 😉

Sorry. Just couldn’t resist. Or at least I didn’t resist. Or I don’t care. Or something like that.