by Bill Costley
Hitler didn’t do half of what They say he did. He did 1/3rd.
cavils David Irving, lying on his cold Styrian cot, depressed,
despite hundreds of daily fan-mails,
after a righteous half-century, his cause nearly starved
of lurid-media-color-supplements;
confused with Clifford Irving’s, his name blurs in the minds
of hardkore komikbuchers devoted to Heil Hitler!
the moustachioed Hero of [{Sw@stik@Storm}] komikbuchs,
snappy dresser, jig-dancer, stern, standing auto-heiler!
He had it all! He almost had it All; He lost it All!
Irving day-dreams as he thrashes...
Bill Costley serves on the Steering Committee of the San Francisco chapter of the National Writers Union. Bill's epic-in-progress, The CHENI@D, appears here in The New Verse News.
