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		<title>Poem of the Day (04-07-2018)</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Please enjoy today's selection: "What We Thought We Heard" by Jan Haag, which appears in The Poeming Pigeon: Poems about Music:</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>To celebrate National Poetry Month, The Poetry Box is sharing a Poem-of-the-Day, selected from various anthologies and individual poet collections that we have published over the years.</p>
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<p>Please enjoy today&#8217;s selection: &#8220;<strong>What We Thought We Heard</strong>&#8221; by <strong>Jan Haag</strong>, which appears in <a href="http://thepoetrybox.com/bookstore/the-poeming-pigeon-poems-about-music">The Poeming Pigeon: Poems about Music:</a><i></i></p>
<h2 style="padding-left: 60px;"><strong>What We Thought We Heard</strong></h2>
<p style="padding-left: 90px; text-align: left;"><strong>(misunderstood song lyrics)</strong></p>
<p style="padding-left: 90px; text-align: left;">On a dark desert highway, Cool Whip in my hair.<br />
Hold me closer, Tony Danza.<br />
Count the head lice on the highway.<br />
You might as well face it, you’re a dick with a glove.<br />
Because sweet dreams are made of cheese.<br />
Donuts make my brown eyes blue.<br />
I’ve got two chickens to paralyze.<br />
It’s the age of asparagus.<br />
The ants are my friends, they’re blowin’ in the wind.<br />
Do you like bean enchiladas?<br />
I like big butts and a can of limes.<br />
Like a virgin, touched for the thirty-first time.<br />
The sheep don’t like it — rock the catbox, rock the catbox.<br />
You walked into the potty like you were walking onto a yacht.<br />
Theeeeeere’s a bathroom on the right.<br />
Joy to the visions that the people see.<br />
Goodbye, aubergine.<br />
I’ll never leave your pizza burnin’.</p>
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