Guess Who

by Mark Nenadov

My trip to Iowa faded
with big wheels turning
while Gene Clark sang
with longing in his voice
of his beloved Mississippi.


I left my friends
and a speed trap behind
and stopped in Dubuque,
but it was Memorial Day
and downtown was deserted.


I said goodbye to Dubuque,
and Eagle Point Park
where refreshing rays of sun
illuminated the beautiful river
capturing my eyes.


When I saw the rolling hills
and towering windmills slicing the sky
and I approached the City of Presidents
Cuba City, Wisconsin
I felt a bit of
Red, White, and Blue.


In town I sat down to eat a messy wrap
and a waitress was amused
by the strange Canadian she served
and I just sat and mused
as the radio played
Guess Who, a Canadian band.

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