WE'RE ALL STUCK
HERE NOW
I met a long-lost man today, he said
he was my father's ghost. I told him
the know-nothings were the ruling
party now, he said he knew we were
toast. Then he saddled up his wooden
hobby-horse and tried to get away :
no movement could he undertake.
He'd guessed he have to stay.
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