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Whistle Rhapsody

Whistle rhapsodyThe isolated lady

An isolated old lady

A dignified dame who keeps her own counsel

In love with the out-of-the-way

Identifying with the unfamiliar

Contemptuously turns her back on the wicked world

With its vulgar delusions and correspondingly

Scorns its regardOur lady alone

With her scarf over her head

And her pricey purse over her shoulder strap

Wonders up at the heavens

And for yesterday yearns

The days of oldOften, she surrounds herself with

Like-minded bluestockings

And together they regret the dear beloved

Simple folk struggle with their own confused

Concerns, still

Songwriters

MATTHEW FRIEDBERGERPublished by

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