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
Whi - stle
Whi - stle now Whi - hi - stle!
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