EE Cummings

A man who had fallen among thieves
Lay by the roadside on his back
Dressed in fifteenthrate ideas
Wearing a round jeer for a hat

Fate per a somewhat more than less
Emancipated evening
Had in return for consciousness
Endowed him with a changeless grin

Whereon a dozen staunch and Meal
Citizens did graze at pause
Then fired by hypercivic zeal
Sought newer pastures or because