BURN HIM WOULD COME TO DUNCE IN HAY (June 28) —
Some, they say, are dead?
They should have died hereafter.
To shut the country would be absurd.
Corona and corona and corona
leaps from place to place and day to day.
If I do not blame China all the time
I will lose yesteryear’s benighted fools
and face electoral death. Blow out my candle . . .
I'll be a lumb'ring shadow, a betrayer
who strut and fret, was dour upon the stage,
to be heard no more? Be thought a stale!
A friggin' idiot! Fool of sound and fury!
Signifying no thing?
