Weekly Sonnet 4

In the event that (our) fantastic (town) should turn to erosion

(And) All they knew was the name, friends—the U-
nited States of America. (the wrong
words make) The United States of Amer-
ica. This experiment cannot err!
(you listen in this criminal) We all
know that something is “gave” eternal. “proof

through the night that our” (world. Remember) She
breaks down (it’s true loyalty is valu-
able) sobbing. The lights dim [Miss Webb, aloof]
on the left half of the stage. “can you see?”
(but our lives) [deepest grief, George hymns along]
bitingly: Now you know! (are valuable
too.) (’Cause we’ll never say any)―Malt?―No.
(thing nice again, will we?) What do you know!