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The western warbler sings out
From the great cottonwood

That hangs on the river’s
Every little murmur.

The oncologist now
Confesses he wasn’t

Keen on surrendering
Your guts to the surgeon,

But if there was a chance,
He sighs, there was a chance.

He brightens. The good thing
Is that you’re looking well,

And because surgery
Failed to get all of it

We’re allowed to go straight
Immunotherapy

No waiting on chemo,
And this is our best chance.

The western warbler sings out
From the great cottonwood

That hangs on the river’s
Every little murmur.