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  • La Guerre (4) ee cummings

    La Guerre IV little ladies more than dead exactly dance in my head,precisely dance where danced la guerre. Mimi à la voix fragile qui chatouille Des Italiens the putain with the ivory throat Marie Louise Lallemand n’est-ce pas que je suis belle chéri? les anglais m’aiment tous,les américains aussi…”bon dos, bon cul de Paris”(Marie Vierge…

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  • La Guerre (2) ee cummings

    La Guerre II earth like a tipsy biddy with an old mop punching underneath conventions exposes hidden obscenities nudging into neglected sentiments brings to light dusty heroism and finally colliding with the most expensive furniture upsets a crucifix which smashes into several pieces and is hurriedly picked up and thrown on the ash-heap where likes…

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