Poem by Doniell Cushman
Why don't we whistle the
Colonel Bogey march anymore? This is our movie moment in real life: standing in a line at the store, slowly moving molasses Might be sped up with a Catchy Alford tune, oft mistaked for Sousa Whi - stle Whi - stle now Whi - hi - stle! © Doniell Cushman. All Rights Reserved. This poem or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. All rights reserved by Doniell Cushman.
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