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Bantams in Pine-Woods

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Chieftain Iffucan of Azcan in caftan
Of tan with henna hackles, halt!
 
Damned universal cock, as if the sun
Was blackamoor to bear your blazing tail.
 
Fat! Fat! Fat! Fat! I am the personal.
Your world is you. I am my world.
 
You ten-foot poet among inchlings. Fat!
Begone! An inchling bristles in these pines,
 
Bristles, and points their Appalachian tangs,
And fears not portly Azcan nor his hoos.


Source: The Dial (1922)
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