Fuddy Duddy

I’m reading a book about World War I

that’s making me feel like a fuddy duddy—

you know, one of those daft old men

who are ignorant of nearly everything other 

than two or three of their own obsessions,

Established in a few unfathomable facts,

like the sinking of the Lusitania. Cold.

Or 360,000 on one side! 280 on the other!

in a matter of weeks, many frozen!

Now that’s cold too! I say, 

That’s History, if you can believe it.

It’s written right here in this here book

designed to create more fuddy duddies.