Buffalo Bill 's
E. E. Cummings
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
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- E. E. Cummings : Even A Pencil Has Fear To
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- E. E. Cummings : God Pity Me Whom( God Distinctly Has )
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- E. E. Cummings : Beyond The Brittle Towns Asleep
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