Sleep tight. There's no one making much ado. So sleep this night, Big O--in peace, sleep through it. The folks you bombed now never mention you.Calvin Trillin
Sleep tight. There’s no one making much ado. So sleep this night, Big O–in peace, sleep through it. The folks you bombed now never mention you. They’re chasing down a guy who didn’t do it.
Calvin TrillinCalvin Trillin is The Nation’s “deadline poet.”