A rumpled sheet
Of brown paper
About the length

And apparent bulk
Of a man was
Rolling with the 

Wind slowly over
And over in 
The street as

A car drove down
Upon it and 
Crushed it to

The ground. Unlike
A man it rose
Again rolling

With the wind over
And over to be as 
It was before.

Poet: William Carlos Williams
Poem: The Term

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