If You Believe You're A Poet, Then

My Father Went Into The Armed Service And I Never Saw My Mother - I Don't Know What Happened To Her.

I Feel Capitol Punishment Is Dooming U.s.a.

I Feel I Want To Be Wise With White Hair In A Tall Library In A Deep Chair By A Fireplace.

Ah, If I Were Dictator I'd Have Poets Throwing Bombs!

If You Believe You're A Poet, Then You're Saved.