THE MEN OF HAMBURG
I sometimes pass out facts like
lozenge-candy to a crowd -
just to see who takes. Thus the
fine word 'sucker' grows. We hoe
the table as if it were a weedy lot.
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The men of Hamburg, these old wheedling
Warburgs, and Cassirer and Panofsky,
each had their separate ways. I shall
not gouge them now, nor eyes, nor
reputations. For I am not their own
nor are they mine, and never were.
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