I brag and chant of Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, ���Candidate for president who sketched a silver Zion...
���There were truths eternal in the gab and tittle-tattle, ���There were real heads broken in the fustian and the rattle, ���There were real lines drawn; ���Not the silver and the gold, ���But Nebraska's cry went eastward against the dour and the old, ���The mean and the cold....������Oh, the longhorns of Texas, ���The jay hawks from Kansas, ���The plop-eyed bungaro and giant gassicus, ���The varmint, chipmunk, bugabo, ���The horned-toad, prarie-dog, and ballyhoo, ���From all the newborn states arow... ������And all these in their helpless days ���By the dour East oppressed, ���Mean paternalism ���Making their mistakes for them, ���Crucifying half the West, ���Till the whole Atlantic coast ���Seemed a giant spider's nest...
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Published on May 03, 2019 17:08