Poetry Is Not The Thing

Luck's A Chance, But Trouble's Sure.

Strapped, Noosed, Nighing His Hour, He Stood And Counted Them And Cursed His Luck; And Then The Clock Collected In The Tower Its Strength, And Struck.

And Silence Sounds No Worse Than Cheers After Earth Has Stopped The Ears.

Some Men Are More Interesting Than Their Books But My Book Is More Interesting Than Its Man.

The House Of Delusions Is Cheap To Build But Drafty To Live In.