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Tuesday, July 7, 2015
The Cons Lament
There but for life's hard knocks go I:
In hateful ignorance sure of my righteousness
living in my sty
I'd still be:
Armed with ignorance, warring on all
who might prevent my inevitable fall!
I'd be standing behind my wall!
Of Armed Ignorance and fear.
If it were not for merciful lessons
I'd be confident my earthworks don't stink
And that I would profit
From what others drink
I'd still be brewing a putrid brew
And share it for others to drink too.
Oblivious that there but for fortunes arrows;
Go I too.
Christopher Hartly Holte, 7/7/2015
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