W RIX VICTORY II

W RIX VICTORY II

GDHM

Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright;

the band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,

and somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;

but there is no joy inside the Beltway, — mighty Comey has struck out.

Crimea River.

VE

There once was a gas man named Peter

Who, while searching around for the meter,

Struck a match for a light:

He rose up out of sight,

And as anyone who knows anything about poetry can tell you, he also ruined the meter.

RIX

Oh the humanity, thou doth slay the meter verily,

Comedy, Tragedy, Alas poor Yorick's now lost you will see.

No more the iambic pentameter shall sing songs to thee,

The meter thus broken, out of time spoken these words from thee!

W RIX VICTORY II