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Too groveling he to rise to others level ; 



So goes for sending all things to the devil ! 



Of people s rights the drunken patriot bawls, 



&quot; To arms, to arms\&quot; the down-trod masses calls ; 



Croaks himself hoarse, and dry as any frog, 



Then sells his country for a glass of grog ! 



So, take the loftiest patriot of the .stump, 



Who blows the biggest and the loudest trump, 



Of patriotism prates ad nauseam, 



And seeks, with periods and big words to palm 



Himself on masses, as Regenerator, 



Of Right and Virtue the great Vindicator, 



Who claims all &quot; place,&quot; all faction to despise, 



So pure would seem fit saint to canonize : 



When out of wind, and somewhat out at pocket, 



Plump from his skies he falls, like finished rocket, 



No longer seeks, by humbug, to delude us, 



But sells himself as cheap as any Judas ! 



Reserved thy triumphs for a ripened age, 

 Time s fav rite puppet on a changing stage, 

 Where all are duped, and all alike applaud 

 Thy genius, HUMBUG ! and thy tricks reward. 

 Thy dam Hypocrisy, by Falsehood sired, 

 By Folly nurtured, and by Fraud inspired 



