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E. E. Cummings

E. E. Cummings

hist whist

hist      whist
little ghostthings
tip—toe
twinkle—toe
 
little twitchy
witches and tingling
goblins
hob—a—nob     hob—a—nob
 
little hoppy happy
toad in tweeds
tweeds
little itchy mousies
 
with scuttling
eyes    rustle and run     and
hidehidehide
whisk
 
whisk     look out for the old woman
with the wart on her nose
what she’ll do to yer
nobody knows
 
for she knows the devil     ooch
the devil     ouch
the devil
ach     the great
 
green
dancing
devil
devil
 
devil
devil
 
       wheeEEE

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