Here you will find the Poem Another Bit And An Offer of poet Ezra Pound
I see by the morning papers That America's sturdy sons Have started a investigation Of the making of guns. The morning paper tells me They have asked the senate to guess Whether Mr. Dupont and the gun-sharks Have influence with the press. I sit alone in the twilight After my work is done And wonder if my day's three and eight-pence Would count on the price of a gun. Was I started wrong as a kiddie, And would my old man have been smarter To send me to work in Vickers Instead of being a carter?
