Gee I Like To Think Of Dead It Means Nearer Because Deeper Firmer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEF FG AHIJ KLM NDOO PLL DG DL QDRMOST UGV DGLUL| gee i like to think of dead it means nearer because deeper firmer | A |
| since darker than little round water at one end of the well it's | B |
| too cool to be crooked and it's too firm to be hard but it's sharp | C |
| and thick and it loves every old thing falls in rosebugs and | D |
| jackknives and kittens and pennies they all sit there looking at | E |
| each other having the fastest time because they've never met before | F |
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| dead's more even than how many ways of sitting on your head your | F |
| unnatural hair has in the morning | G |
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| dead's clever too like POF goes the alarm off and the little striker | A |
| having the best time tickling away everybody's brain so everybody | H |
| just puts out their finger and they stuff the poor thing all full | I |
| of fingers | J |
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| dead has a smile like the nicest man you've never met who maybe winks | K |
| at you in a streetcar and you pretend you don't but really you do | L |
| see and you are My how glad he winked and hope he'll do it again | M |
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| or if it talks about you somewhere behind your back it makes your neck | N |
| feel pleasant and stoopid and if dead says may i have this one and | D |
| was never introduced you say Yes because you know you want it to dance | O |
| with you and it wants to and it can dance and Whocares | O |
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| dead's fine like hands do you see that water flowerpots in windows but | P |
| they live higher in their house than you so that's all you see but you | L |
| don't want to | L |
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| dead's happy like the way underclothes All so differently solemn and | D |
| inti and sitting on one string | G |
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| dead never says my dear Time for your musiclesson and you like music and | D |
| to have somebody play who can but you know you never can and why have to | L |
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| dead's nice like a dance where you danced simple hours and you take all | Q |
| your prickly clothes off and squeeze into largeness without one word and | D |
| you lie still as anything in largeness and this largeness begins to give | R |
| you the dance all over again and you feel all again all over the way men | M |
| you liked made you feel when they touched you but that's not all because | O |
| largeness tells you so you can feel what you made men feel when you touched | S |
| them | T |
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| dead's sorry like a thistlefluff thing which goes landing away all by | U |
| himself on somebody's roof or something where who ever heard of growing | G |
| and nobody expects you to anyway | V |
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| dead says come with me he says andwhyevernot into the round well and | D |
| see the kitten and the penny and the jackknife and the rosebug | G |
| and you | L |
| say Sure you say like that sure i'll come with you you say for i | U |
| like kittens i do and jackknives i do and pennies i do and rosebugs i do | L |
E. E. Cummings
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