restricted access He Who Cannot Run Flies

From: The Cento

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88 MARGARITA ENGLE He Who Cannot Run Flies Little white horse take me away from here, take me to the town where I was born At the gates of heaven shoes are sold for little angels who are barefoot. Peanuts, the peanut man is going away . . . The cat has four feet and can choose only one path. Of musician, poet, and lunatic we all have a little bit. ...


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  • Found poetry, American.
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