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Epigram About My Father
My father gladly hated Richard Nixon---
yes, all that "Tricky Dick" had said and done;
my father read some facts, and far more fiction
that brought him some politicalized friction---
and lost him friendships that could not be won
again. Then the Watergate had begun.
And when my father "got a bit of steam"
up, you could hear the neighbors' silent scream:
again, again, for the decade's duration.
Lest anyone mistake---for real or fun---
I do not bear my father's fine last name.
I cannot bear to stake the smallest claim
to it, and its fine place in history.
God has given me my own appellation---
and to my problems this worked as a fix.
But when it comes right down to politics,
be certain---I am not my father's son.
Starward
