Jackson Mac Low
Call Me Ishmael - Poem by Jackson Mac Low
Circulation. And long long
Interest Some how mind and every long
Coffin about little little
I shore, having money about especially little
Cato a little little
I sail have me an extreme little
Cherish and left, left,
It see hypos myself and extremest left,
City a land. Land.
Is spleen, hand mouth; an east, land.
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