E. E. Cummgs-A place to love his poems: May I be gay

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• “GAY” IS THE PTIVATG GNOMEN

“GAY” IS THE PTIVATG GNOMEN

“Gay” is the ptivatg gnomen of a Young Woman of mbridge, whom nobody seems to have mentned ye ol dian wish;when i ntemplate her uney safely ensnced thick glassyou try if we are a gentleman not to thk of(sh)the world renowned vtigator of paper sailors–argonta argoharmonly beg wh his probably most brilliant pupil mated, let not em miraculo if their(so to speak)offsprg has that largoappearance of somebody who was hectotyliferoly propagatedwhen Miss G touched n.

Our skeleton stepped om his cupboardgallantly offerg to monstrate the biggt bt bit cyand prently found himself rattlg for that well known suburbthe bronx(enliveng an otherwise ad silence wh harmls quips, outof Briggs by Kty)arrivg an exhsted ndn, i purchased two bags of lewarmpeanutswh the dime which her mama had generoly provid(spe urte-o prottatns)and offerg Miss Gay one(which she polely refed)set out gaily forthe hyenassupprsg my ank qualms ference to her not obv perturba-tnsunhappily, the nizens of the zoo were that day cled to be unuthlyeroticmore particularly the primat–om which wh digny square feetturned abptly Miss Gay away:“on the whole”(if you will perm a metaphor savourg slightly of themotic)Miss Gay had nothg to say to the animals and the animals had nothgto say to Miss Gaydurg our return voyage, my pensive pann dimly remarlted some-thg about “stuffedfna” beg “very tertg”...