<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357832" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Castaway</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I met a lonely Labor man,<br>Forlorn and pessimistic:<br>Who'd not yet fallen 'neath the ban<br>Of leagues antagonistic.<br>With an expression greatly peeved,<br>His listless eye beheld me.<br>'Comrade,' said I. 'Why are you grieved?'<br>A most prodigious sigh he heaved,<br>And said: 'They've not expelled me!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Said he, 'Why should I be passed by<br>And left alone to suffer.<br>Ignored, unless it be that I<br>Am counted as a duffer?<br>That they should, with especial pains,<br>Exclude me from expulsion,<br>When Labor's blowing out its brains,<br>And worthier men cast off the chains,<br>I view with marked revulsion.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>'Amongst the legion of the left,<br>Shorn of the last, lorn vestige<br>Of fame, of all my pals bereft,<br>What hope have I of prestige?<br>I watch them going one by one,<br>The men who Labor's work have done,<br>While I'm left out of all the fun!<br>Why am I so ill-fated?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>'Cheer up!' said I. 'For some day hence,<br>If you work diligently,<br>You may speak words of common sense,<br>designed or accident'ly.<br>Then out you'll go unpon your neck,<br>Unkless I'm much mistaken.<br>Else, you'll remain, at ill-luck's beck,<br>A sailor clinging to a wreck,<br>By all the crew forsaken.'</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357832" data-title="The Castaway de Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis" data-description="I met a lonely Labor man, Forlorn and pessimistic: Who'd not yet fallen 'neath the ban Of leagues antagonistic. With an expression greatly peeved, His listless eye beheld me. 'Comrade,' said I. 'Why are you grieved?' A most prodigious sigh he heav..."></div> </div> </div>

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