By: Annna [2000-06-06]

Lee Harvey Oswald

Eat your heart out, Homer! Epic poetry about everyone's favorite lone nut.


No, you didn't see this.  Move along.



Warm November days had brought the twice-defected Oswald

Oswald, late of Russia, to the building by the plaza

Climbing resolutely to the sixth floor stacked with textbooks

Death ran its cold hands along the barrel of a rifle

While down on the sidewalks all the beef-fed, tan-cheeked Texans

Set up folding lawn chairs for the spectacle expected

When their chance would come to see the leader of their nation

Waving to the children from the comfort of his auto

But so much depends upon a Mannlicher-Carcano

Fate can pull a trigger; three shots in a short six seconds

Then the golden President could feel his life's blood leave him

Then we knew the mighty too could fall before the thunder

Humble lead and powder could dethrone the proudest monarch

Hist'ry cast its vote, fired from a Dallas sixth-floor window

Blood and bone-shard shrapnel splattered on the Lincoln's dashboard

Brains, mid-thought, were scattered on the Dealy Plaza asphalt

People on the sidelines disbelieved the thing they'd witnessed

Limousines accelerated, hospital its goal now

Cradling her husband, a new widow started weeping

And Lee Harvey Oswald took the stairs down to the lobby

Oswald thrice the traitor took the stairs down to the lobby

Gave the clerk a dime and sat down with his Coca-Cola.
all but the cats [2003-06-03 18:00:00] ashley sykes
as if
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