But, now it rings for different things. not, exactly as it was meant. someone has rather shifted, the meaning and the frame. the picture is not quite the same. Tom, Ben and John, today would wonder, where their dream had gone.
sad, now to view, the melting pot, has become puzzling stew, a goulash, a dreadful soup.
it would quite knock them for loop. a trouble they did not foresee, congress, no matter what they do or say, end up only wanting things--'their' way.
speeches, so grand, full of bombast, are made of hot air--only a short blast.
the experiment so grand, has very gotten out of hand. up a creek, no one has paddle, did anyone think to bring a horse--with the saddle?
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