Three Know-it-Alls in a Rental Car
My brother and my sister, preternaturally certain of themselves,
Are squabbling in the car. I do not speak. Though I've opinions,
I've no urge to offer them, as I'm so certain of myself that I don't
See a point to telling them they should agree.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2025-09-11 at 02:28
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