Carl Sandburg Car Poems

Come you, cartoonists,
Hang on a strap with me here
At seven o’clock in the morning
On a Halsted street car.
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I. CHICKENS

I am The Great White Way of the city:
When you ask what is my desire, I answer:
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IT'S a lean car ... a long-legged dog of a car ... a gray-ghost eagle car.
The feet of it eat the dirt of a road ... the wings of it eat the hills.
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