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e. e. cummings had this to say about spontaneity, and i wish we all would keep it in mind when the need to catnap is approaching irresistibility: O sweet spontaneous earth how often have the doting fingers of prurient philosophers pinched and poked thee , has the naughty thumb of science prodded thy beauty .how often have religions taken thee upon their scraggy knees squeezing and buffeting thee that thou mightest conceive gods (but true to the incomparable couch of death thy rhythmic lover thou answerest them only with spring) (hopefully blather will let the spacing come out the way cummings intended it. the us copyright on this poem expired 123198.)
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