I have enjoyed comics since I was a teenager, and especially B.C.
I'll never forget two poems from strips I read 35 years ago:
When Hydrogen U played Oxygen Tech
The game had just begun.
When Hydrogen racked op two quick points
And Oxygen still had none.
Then Oxygen scored a single goal
And thus it did remain
Hydrogen 2, Oxygen 1,
Called because of rain.
Little earthworm in the ground
Tell me something quite profound:
How, with attributes so few,
They named a planet after you.
Someone sent me this strip last week for Good Friday.
Hart died on Saturday.
Another legend gone.
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