E.E.Cummings, I Lost One Melody Poem by James McLain

What's so funny Mr e.e...
I have a few minutes now it seems to speak..do you?
Too squeeze some OJ but once again.
Nothing have I to say about that.
Like you, I've a fondness for how milk shakes.
Back in your day, truly miracles in how they swim.
Barely when you were young,
lecturing for you and you know when the space
shuttle goes up now, nothing you see but for hundreds
of miles but a smile that floats behind left in the sky.
Only some with imagination could and you know it?
Imagine a one hundred mile long milk mustache.
What is that..
Yes the young girls even way more now than then
eat way to much chicken now most feel, it shows..
I still think some thing in it, especially fried.
Popeye and spinach not chicken, never saw him
with chicken, wimpy either.
Makes the milk taste well..you know kinda.
Antibiotics in everything,
have you seen those silicone thirty eight specials
they are two for one I hear.
Cheaper were those back then the years, go bye.
Yes, milk was nearly free every where,
real men wore the
white mustache like kernel Sanders did.
Have you tasted the chicken lately?
..ee it comes before the breast..What? ..No..
I don't know how they make chocolate milk! ...
I have heard it has some thing to do with
the three musketeers most brothers being
the south, you would not expect me to reveal
what you know..though.
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Look out the window over there..Mr Cummings.
We can both smile.
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Do you see that lizard over there
on that stone
and what it's doing.
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People now have gotten really away from nature
now, minds taking off in all kinds
of different directions.