Any fool who walks on land
can make more love than Byron can.
Kings and queens rode purple fate,
but never drove on interstate.
All the wars that ever were
could not match one good nuclear,
and all the knowledge of the dead
is smaller than a baby's head.
(Sentinel-Record, Hot Springs, 1983; Poems by Poets Roundtable of Arkansas, 1985))
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