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Usage examples of bongo.

Garden, the door becomes unfastened, and the first thing anybody knows, out pops Bongo, and goes bouncing along the street where a lot of the neighbors?

Bongo do but reach into a baby buggy which a Mama is pushing past on the sidewalk on the Garden side of the street, and snatch out a baby, though what Bongo wants with this baby nobody knows to this day.

It is a very young baby, and not such a baby as is fit to give a gorilla the size of Bongo any kind of struggle, so Bongo has no trouble whatever in handling it.

Mama puts up quite a squawk about Bongo grabbing her baby, because no Mama wishes her baby to keep company with a gorilla, and this Mama starts in screaming very loud, and trying to take the baby away from Bongo, so what does Bongo do but run right up on the roof of the Garden by way of a big electric sign which hangs down on the Forty-ninth Street side.

And there old Bongo sits on the edge of the roof with the baby in his arms, and the baby is squalling quite some, and Bongo is making funny noises, and showing his teeth as the folks commence gathering in the street below.

I figure this guy has something to do with the circus, and maybe with Bongo, too.

Let us get a life net, and if you all keep quiet we may be able to save the baby before Bongo starts heaving it like a coconut.

Bongo is sitting up there on the edge of the roof about seven stories above the ground peeking down with the baby in his arms, and he is holding this baby just like a Mama would, but anybody can see that Bongo does not care for the row below, and once he lifts the baby high above his head as if to bean somebody with it.

In the room the bongo drummer went screaming through the wall of flame.

There were microphones and a Revox A77 tape recorder which Paul used to produce a long-drawn-out echo that made even the stoned bongo playing of his non-musician friends sound terrific.

The bongos and the base started their beat, were joined by a single clarinet and out of the wings came the redhead.

With its accumulation of bongos, drums, guitars and other instruments, it became one of the main hanging-out rooms in the house.

Even those pitchy clots of young bloods you used to see playing bongos back in alleyways had been cleared up.

Onstage was a trio of African musicians, an organist, xylophonist, and bongo player, billed as the Kenya Orchestra Vandals.

And they listened to the Cantata for Bongo in A Minor with all eighty-eight tones clear and deep from the clava drum that only Deutcher 4 could play.