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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373897" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Plymouth Rock Joe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why are you running so fast hither and thither<br>Chasing midges or butterflies?<br>Some of you are standing solemnly scratching for grubs;<br>Some of you are waiting for corn to be scattered.<br>This is life, is it?<br>Cock-a-doodle-do! Very well, Thomas Rhodes,<br>You are cock of the walk, no doubt.<br>But here comes Elliott Hawkins,<br>Gluck, Gluck, Gluck, attracting political followers.<br>Quah! quah! quah! why so poetical, Minerva,<br>This gray morning?<br>Kittie -- quah -- quah! for shame, Lucius Atherton,<br>The raucous squawk you evoked from the throat<br>Of Aner Clute will be taken up later<br>By Mrs. Benjamin Pantier as a cry<br>Of votes for women: Ka dook -- dook!<br>What inspiration has come to you, Margaret Fuller Slack?<br>And why does your gooseberry eye<br>Flit so liquidly, Tennessee Claflin Shope?<br>Are you trying to fathom the esotericism of an egg?<br>Your voice is very metallic this morning, Hortense Robbins --<br>Almost like a guinea hen's!<br>Quah! That was a guttural sigh, Isaiah Beethoven;<br>Did you see the shadow of the hawk,<br>Or did you step upon the drumsticks<br>Which the cook threw out this morning?<br>Be chivalric, heroic, or aspiring,<br>Metaphysical, religious, or rebellious,<br>You shall never get out of the barnyard<br>Except by way of over the fence<br>Mixed with potato peelings and such into the trough!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edgar+Lee+Masters">Edgar Lee Masters</a><div class=q>
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Chasing midges or butterflies?
Some of you are standing solemnly scratching for grubs;
Some of you are waiting for corn to be scattered.
This is life, is it?
Cock-a-doodle-do! Very well, Thomas Rhodes..."></div>
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