The Vegetable President Defeated By A Poem pic.twitter.com/Kh1rwQbgfC
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Compare and contrast:
XXVII
Then out spake brave Horatius,
The Captain of the gate:
‘To every man upon this earth
Death cometh soon or late.
And how can man die better
Than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers,
And the temples of his Gods,
XXVIII
‘And for the tender mother
Who dandled him to rest,
And for the wife who nurses
His baby at her breast,
And for the holy maidens
Who feed the eternal flame,
To save them from false Sextus
That wrought the deed of shame?
XXIX
‘Hew down the bridge, Sir Consul,
With all the speed ye may;
I, with two more to help me,
Will hold the foe in play.
In yon strait path a thousand
May well be stopped by three.
Now who will stand on either hand,
And keep the bridge with me?’
Thomas Babington Macaulay-How Horatius Held the Bridge
He is in the deep pool and floundering. If would just stay in the wading pool. Recite something applicable like; “One fish, two fish, three fish, four. I can’t lead the nation no more. Better that I just leave the floor, and never come back, nevermore, nevermore.”
I thought Poe was fitting, in this case.
Says as much about those who knowingly voted for this deficient as the man himself.
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