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Inamoratas with an approbation	A
Bestowed his title Blessed his inclination	A
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He wakes unwinds elaborately a cat	B
Tawny reluctant royal He is fat	B
And fine this morning Definite Reimbursed	C
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He waits a moment he designs his reign	D
That no performance may be plain or vain	D
Then rises in a clear delirium	E
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He sheds with his pajamas shabby days	F
And his desertedness his intricate fear the	G
Postponed resentments and the prim precautions	H
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Now at his bath would you deny him lavender	I
Or take away the power of his pine	J
What smelly substitute heady as wine	J
Would you provide life must be aromatic	K
There must be scent somehow there must be some	E
Would you have flowers in his life suggest	L
Asters a Really Good geranium	E
A white carnation would you prescribe a Show	M
With the cold lilies formal chrysanthemum	E
Magnificence poinsettias and emphatic	K
Red of prize roses might his happiest	N
Alternative you muse be after all	O
A bit of gentle garden in the best	L
Of taste and straight tradition Maybe so	M
But you forget or did you ever know	M
His heritage of cabbage and pigtails	M
Old intimacy with alleys garbage pails	M
Down in the deep but always beautiful South	P
Where roses blush their blithest it is said	Q
And sweet magnolias put Chanel to shame	R
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No He has not a flower to his name	R
Except a feather one for his lapel	S
Apart from that if he should think of flowers	M
It is in terms of dandelions or death	T
Ah there is little hope You might as well	S
Unless you care to set the world a boil	U
And do a lot of equalizing things	M
Remove a little ermine say from kings	M
Shake hands with paupers and appoint them men	V
For instance certainly you might as well	S
Leave him his lotion lavender and oil	U
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Let us proceed Let us inspect together	I
With his meticulous and serious love	W
The innards of this closet Which is a vault	X
Whose glory is not diamonds not pearls	M
Not silver plate with just enough dull shine	J
But wonder suits in yellow and in wine	J
Sarcastic green and zebra striped cobalt	X
With shoulder padding that is wide	Y
And cocky and determined as his pride	Y
Ballooning pants that taper off to ends	M
Scheduled to choke precisely	Z
Here are hats	M
Like bright umbrellas and hysterical ties	M
Like narrow banners for some gathering war	A2
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People are so in need in need of help	B2
People want so much that they do not know	M
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Below the tinkling trade of little coins	M
The gold impulse not possible to show	M
Or spend Promise piled over and betrayed	C2
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These kneaded limbs receive the kiss of silk	D2
Then they receive the brave and beautiful	E2
Embrace of some of that equivocal wool	F2
He looks into his mirror loves himself	G2
The neat curve here the angularity	C2
That is appropriate at just its place	M
The technique of a variegated grace	M
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Here is all his sculpture and his art	C2
And all his architectural design	J
Perhaps you would prefer to this a fine	J
Value of marble complicated stone	H2
Would have him think with horror of baroque	I2
Rococo You forget and you forget	C2
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He dances down the hotel steps that keep	J2
Remnants of last night s high life and distress	M
As spat out purchased kisses and spilled beer	K2
He swallows sunshine with a secret yelp	B2
Passes to coffee and a roll or two	L2
Has breakfasted	C2
Out Sounds about him smear	K2
Become a unit He hears and does not hear	M2
The alarm clock meddling in somebody s sleep	J2
Children s governed Sunday happiness	M
The dry tone of a plane a woman s oath	N2
Consumption s spiritless expectoration	H2
An indignant robin s resolute donation	H2
Pinching a track through apathy and din	H2
Restaurant vendors weeping and the L	S
That comes on like a slightly horrible thought	C2
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Pictures too as usual are blurred	C2
He sees and does not see the broken windows	M
Hiding their shame with newsprint little girl	O2
With ribbons decking wornness little boy	P2
Wearing the trousers with the decentest patch	Q2
To honor Sunday women on their way	R2
From service temperate holiness arranged	C2
Ably on asking faces men estranged	C2
From music and from wonder and from joy	P2
But far familiar with the guiding awe	S2
Of foodlessness	M
He loiters	M
Restaurant vendors	M
Weep or out of them rolls a restless glee	Z
The Lonesome Blues the Long lost Blues I Want A	G
Big Fat Mama Down these sore avenues	M
Comes no Saint Sa ns no piquant elusive Grieg	I2
And not Tschaikovsky s wayward eloquence	M
And not the shapely tender drift of Brahms	M
But could he love them Since a man must bring	I2
To music what his mother spanked him for	A2
When he was two bits of forgotten hate	C2
Devotion whether or not his mattress hurts	M
The little dream his father humored the thing	I2
His sister did for money what he ate	C2
For breakfast and for dinner twenty years	M
Ago last autumn all his skipped desserts	M
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The pasts of his ancestors lean against	C2
Him Crowd him Fog out his identity	Z
Hundreds of hungers mingle with his own	H2
Hundreds of voices advise so dexterously	Z
He quite considers his reactions his	M
Judges he walks most powerfully alone	H2
That everything is simply what it is	M
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But movie time approaches time to boo	L2
The hero s kiss and boo the heroine	H2
Whose ivory and yellow it is sin	H2
For his eye to eat of The Mickey Mouse	M
However is for everyone in the house	M
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Squires his lady to dinner at Joe s Eats	M
His lady alters as to leg and eye	T2
Thickness and height such minor points as these	M
From Sunday to Sunday But no matter what	C2
Her name or body positively she s	M
In Queen Lace stockings with ambitious heels	M
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That strain to kiss the calves and vivid shoes	M
Frontless and backless Chinese fingernails	M
Earrings three layers of lipstick intense hat	C2
Dripping with the most voluble of veils	M
Her affable extremes are like sweet bombs	M
About him whom no middle grace or good	C2
Could gratify He had no education	H2
In quiet arts of compromise He would	C2
Not understand your counsels on control nor	A2
Thank you for your late trouble	Z
At Joe s Eats	M
You get your fish or chicken on meat platters	M
With coleslaw macaroni candied sweets	M
Coffee and apple pie You go out full	Z
The end is isn t it all that really matters	M
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And even and intrepid come	E
The tender boots of night to home	U2
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Her body is like new brown bread	C2
Under the Woolworth mignonette	C2
Her body is a honey bowl	Z
Whose waiting honey is deep and hot	C2
Her body is like summer earth	V2
Receptive soft and absolute	C2

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