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I wrote a song for you.

my sweet old etcetera

by e. e. cummings

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G   F#            e
my sweet old etcetera
        a
aunt lucy during the recent
          D
war could and what
                   C
is more did tell you just
                                 B
what everybody was fighting

for,
G     F#
my sister

e                          a
Isabel created hundreds
(and
                      D
hundreds)of socks not to
              C             G    F#
mention fleaproof earwarmers
e           G     F#   e             
etcetera wristers etcetera, my
G                 
mother hoped that

F#               e
I would die etcetera
a                                D
bravely of course my father used
                             C
to become hoarse talking about how it was
      B
a privilege and if only he
          G      
could meanwhile my
F#   e                 a
self etcetera lay quietly
                          D
in the deep mud et

cetera
(dreaming,
et
cetera, of
C
Your smile
                  B     G  F#    e 
eyes knees and of your Etcetera)