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Writing the obit yesterday for Texas sharpshooter Joe Bowman, who could hit a playing card edgewise at 20 paces and plug a 50-cent piece three times in one five-thousandth of a second, reminded me immediately of the wonderfully idiosyncratic poem by e e cummings about one of Bowman's idols. Here's the poem (minus the weird line spacing cummings came up with):

Buffalo Bill's


who used to

ride a watersmooth-silver


and break onetwothreefourfive pigeonsjustlikethat


he was a handsome man

and what I want to know is

how do you like your blueeyed boy

Mister Death

By Joe Holley |  July 7, 2009; 2:03 PM ET  | Category:  Joe Holley
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