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Delay responsible Why then my friend	A
Impeach Delay and you will make an end	A
Thrust vile Delay in jail and let it rot	B
For doing all the things that it should not	B
Put not good natured judges under bond	C
But make Delay in damages respond	C
Minos Aeacus Rhadamanthus rolled	D
Into one pitiless unsmiling scold	D
Unsparing censor be your thongs uncurled	D
To 'lash the rascals naked through the world '	E
The rascals Nay Rascality's the thing	F
Above whose back your knotted scourges sing	F
Your satire truly like a razor keen	G
'Wounds with a touch that's neither felt nor seen '	E
For naught that you assail with falchion free	H
Has either nerves to feel or eyes to see	H
Against abstractions evermore you charge	I
You hack no helmet and you need no targe	I
That wickedness is wrong and sin a vice	J
That wrong's not right and foulness never nice	J
Fearless affirm All consequences dare	K
Smite the offense and the offender spare	K
When Ananias and Sapphira lied	D
Falsehood had you been there had surely died	D
When money changers in the Temple sat	D
At money changing you'd have whirled the 'cat'	D
That John the Baptist of the modern pen	L
And all the brokers would have cried amen	L
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Good friend if any judge deserve your blame	M
Have you no courage or has he no name	M
Upon his method will you wreak your wrath	N
Himself all unmolested in his path	N
Fall to fall to your club no longer draw	O
To beat the air or flail a man of straw	O
Scorn to do justice like the Saxon thrall	P
Who cuffed the offender's shadow on a wall	P
Let rascals in the flesh attest your zeal	Q
Knocked on the mazzard or tripped up at heel	Q
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We know that judges are corrupt We know	R
That crimes are lively and that laws are slow	R
We know that lawyers lie and doctors slay	S
That priests and preachers are but birds of pray	S
That merchants cheat and journalists for gold	D
Flatter the vicious while at vice they scold	D
'Tis all familiar as the simple lore	T
That two policemen and two thieves make four	T
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But since while some are wicked some are good	D
As trees may differ though they all are wood	D
Names here and there to show whose head is hit	D
The bad would sentence and the good acquit	D
In sparing everybody none you spare	K
Rebukes most personal are least unfair	K
To fire at random if you still prefer	U
And swear at Dog but never kick a cur	U
Permit me yet one ultimate appeal	Q
To something that you understand and feel	Q
Let thrift and vanity your heart persuade	D
You might be read if you would learn your trade	D
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Good brother cynics you have doubtless guessed	D
Not one of you but all are here addressed	D
Remember this the shaft that seeks a heart	D
Draws all eyes after it an idle dart	D
Shot at some shadow flutters o'er the green	G
Its flight unheeded and its fall unseen	G

Ambrose Bierce

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