Tuesday, August 30, 2005
[1918 - Ted Williams, baseball's last .400 hitter, born in San Diego, California]
I Saw a Ship
The Ship of State's a-sailing,
A-sailing on the sea.
Oh, it was debt laden, but,
No pretty things for thee.
There were comforts in the cabin,
And corporate pork in the hold.
The sails were made of silk;
The masts were all of gold.
The four-and-twenty sailors
That stood between the decks,
Kept hundreds of Iraqi prisoners
With chains about their necks.
The Captain was not accountable,
He is just another hack,
"It must have been those other guys,"
The Captain said, "Quack! Quack!"
William's Whimsical Words:
The above portrait should not be confused with an official White House cabinet photo.
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