With waves crashing against the wharf
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The Ass and the Elephant went to sea
~In a red white and jive-blue boat,
They took some honey, printed plenty of money,
~Wrapped up in a rights-bound note.
The Ass looked down at the raff below,
~And threw those rights out to sea,
“O lowly riff! O raff you scum,
~What an undeserving lot you be,
~~You be,
~~You be!
What an undeserving lot you be!"
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Jumbo said to the Ass, “You have balls of brass!
~How charmingly sweet you quip!
We'll divide the classes! And oppress the masses:
~But what shall we do for a whip?”
A war on crime, a ladder to climb,
~In a land where the rung-gap grows
We'll toss a few bones from our Piggy-wig thrones
~And strike a sympathetic pose
~~As privilege flows and
~~Our wealth grows
We'll strike a sympathetic pose.
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“Dear Pigs, why you chilling when life's so unfulfilling
~Down here where the power-wealth dies?”
Jumbo Trumpets started blaring, Asses Biden time and glaring,
~In response to their plaintive cries.
No words were minced, two sides convinced,
~Blaming-Naming-Shaming Picayune;
From Promised Land to hinterland,
~Death-dirge by the light of the moon,
~~The moon,
~~The moon,
Death-dirge by the light of the moon.
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Hey, middle, middle
To catch me a riddle,
The how slumped over too soon!
The rich man laughed
To see such sport,
As the humble lapse low in a swoon!
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Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night
~Sailed off to the red, white and blue---
Sailed on a river of crystal light
~In search of the good and true.
“Where are we going and what do we seek?
~Where do we want to be?”
“A land where people aren’t afraid to speak
~And can live protected and free;
~Thoughts of silver and gold have we,”
Said Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.
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The old ones laughed and told a tale,
~Predicting they’d soon be back;
But on they sped, bold wind to sail
~Determined to stay on track.
They found their land and claimed their prize
~But soon had to balance life’s stress.
“Do you think it wise to compromise?
~To settle for something less?
~The old ones guessed that we’d digress.”
Said Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.
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A century then two, we justify
~Principles lost to civilize
As wealth works hard to dignify
~All the compromise comes to polarize.
And Twas so pretty a sail, it seemed
~As if it could not be.
And not it was, just a dream they'd dreamed
~Of sailing where people are free
~And I shall name you the dreamers three:
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.
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Wynken and Blynken are two little lies,
~And Nod is a little dread
Power-won't-corrupt; vote-for-me-I'm-wise
~Like sheep you must be led.
A-Mer-I-Ca is great, we sing
~Home of the brave and free
Left wing, right wing, money is king
~This land of duplicity
~Home of the equivocators three
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.