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Cold War School
Waves of steam heat buffered us in cold war school
Hiss-ping, hiss-ping, sang the box of heat under the cold window panes
Mittens, rubber boots, and coats lined up like warriors
ready to die in a flash of light in cold war school
Metal lunch boxes- Flying Nun, The Beatles, Evil Knievel-
with thermos's of milk now luke warm and wax paper sandwiches left sad little faces with only the hope of a butterscotch krimpet to revive them, in cold war school
Teachers, with bee hives towering, dispensed only 'authorized' information so outdated that it creaked from loosely ...