Wallace Stevens - The Emperor Of Ice-Cream

Wallace Stevens - The Emperor Of Ice-Cream

Call the roller of big cigars, br The muscular one, and bid him whip br In kitchen cups concupiscent curds. br Let the wenches dawdle in such dress br As they are used to wear, and let the boys br Bring flowers in last month's newspapers. br Let be be finale of seem. br The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream. br br Take from the dresser of deal. br Lacking the three glass knobs, that sheet br On which she embroidered fantails once br And spread it so as to cover her face. br If her horny feet protrude, they come br To show how cold she is, and dumb. br Let the lamp affix its beam. br The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-05

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