Sent in a letter to Howard's friend Tevis Clyde Smith, October 9, 1925. First published in The Last of the Trunk Och Brev I Urval, 2007.

592621Untitled1925Robert Ervin Howard

All the crowd
Meek and proud
Yellin' loud
"Knock him out!"
Queer,
How clear
I hear
Every shout.
Sure, show!
Let 'em know
Every blow
Every clout.
First a left,
All my heft,
His guard's reft,
Great fun.
Then a right,
Full might.
My fight.
I've won.