Show MAY MOVINg Weve moved and my best swallowtail swallow-tail is wrapped about the kettles and much soapine and kerosene are mingled in our victuals Three legs are left upon up-on four chairs my pants have thirty creases My mirror collided with me I and divided in 30000 pieces Weve moved and our four faithful I clocks are running with ona dial we have no food unmixed with wood so practice selfdenial But our piano is intact except it lost its keys and has for treadle one single pedalwe dont mind things like these Weve moved beneath the wild debris our twins are inundated Perhaps inside in-side of thirty days they will be excavated exca-vated Perhaps Inside of thirty years before our lives are ended if we endure our furniture may partially be mended |