A Snappy Drumstick

I gripped that birch twig between both plush hands and aimed straight at the green hose drum! Clack-tap-tap! The metal pipe rang out like a sharp little bell with every strike. I stamped my feet on the dirt in double-time, matching the beat: one-two on the brass fitting, three-four on the hollow frame! The vibrations hummed right up through the stick into my wrists. I bounced back on my heels, threw both arms up, and gave the metal one last booming rap!