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Carl Sandburg (1878–1967). Chicago Poems. 1916.

122. Jungheimer’s

IN western fields of corn and northern timber lands,

They talk about me, a saloon with a soul,

The soft red lights, the long curving bar,

The leather seats and dim corners,

Tall brass spittoons, a nigger cutting ham,

And the painting of a woman half-dressed thrown reckless across a bed after a night of booze and riots.