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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357412" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Aldermen and Antirrhinum</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I walked out with an alderman, all on a bright spring day.<br>He was an august alderman, and much had he to say<br>Of roads and drains and bridges .... Then, as he pulled up short,<br>His veins stood out in ridges, his breath fled with a snort.<br>Then anger aldermanic came as the tempest comes;<br>His aspect grew satanic, his eyes stuck out like plums;<br>And, as it rent asunder the ambient atmosphere,<br>Rolled detonating thunder of civic wrath severe: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tear down them antirrhium! Tear down them columbine!<br>Or else, by gum, we'll fine 'em. We'll mulct in a fine!<br>I won't have antirrhinum! To Tophet I consign 'em!<br>Surveyors can't align 'em plumb with our buildin' line!'<br>(They were begonias truly; but that did not unduly<br>Affect his wrath unruly. The darn things weren't in line.)<br>'A blot on civic beauty! The Mayor must do his jooty,<br>An' have them antirrhinum abolished, or resign!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then, as his rage he swallowed, and joined the traffic's stream,<br>I diffidently followed, and sought to change the theme.<br>'Think you the vernal season,' quoth I, 'grows subtly sweet?'<br>Said he: 'That ain't no reason for shovin' in the street<br>Them bloomin' antirrhinum three inches off the line.<br>Our officers must fine 'em. It's breakin' Bylaw nine,<br>Part seven. Schedule thirty. Clause eight in Section A.'<br>He really seemed quite shirty; and so I sneaked away.)</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But still, o'er traffic crashes, I heard his strident tones<br>'Them antirrhinum clashes with our pretty safety zones!<br>Calliopsis an' eschscholtzia! In streets where soft trams roll!<br>It's a pitcher that revolts yeh, if yeh got a civic soul! . . .'<br>And then his fuming faded; faint and far it died away.<br>'Pon my word, I felt quite jaded; I'd had a trying day.<br>And, tho' it seem splenetic, from this truth I may not shrink<br>Aldermen are NOT aesthetic. Not so very - do you think?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q>
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He was an august alderman, and much had he to say
Of roads and drains and bridges .... Then, as he pulled up short,
His veins stood out in ridges, his breath fled with a snort.
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