all ignorance toboggans into know by E. E. Cummings
all ignorance toboggans into know and trudges up to ignorance again: but winter's not forever,even snow melts;and if spring should spoil the game,what then?
all history's a winter sport or three: but were it five,i'd still insist that all history is too small for even me; for me and you,exceedingly too small.
Swoop(shrill collective myth)into thy grave merely to toil the scale to shrillerness per every madge and mabel dick and dave --tomorrow is our permanent address
and there they'll scarcely find us(if they do, we'll move away still further:into now
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