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E. E. Cummings

E. E. Cummings

Buffalo Bill's

Buffalo Bill 's
defunct
                    who used to
                    ride a watersmooth—silver
                                                           stallion
and break onetwothreefourfive pigeonsjustlikethat
 
                                                                                                                       Jesus
he was a handsome man
                                                           and what i want to know is
how do you like your blueeyed boy
Mister Death

#Americans #Modernism #XXCentury #FreeVerse

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