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Thursday, March 13, 2014 12:01 am

storypoem #14

in the car the whole family driving
north I was eight I discovered a metal
whistle a slush pump by blowing and
sliding the plunger up or down one could
make swooping sounds I soon realized
by stopping on a note then moving the
plunger spot to spot one could make tunes
I was totally entranced it was one of those
rare moments in life of absolute bliss until
mother said jackie stop that noise it’s
bothering everyone I held the forbidden
treasure in my lap the ride turned sour

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