We fought the Revolutionary War for no taxation without representation, it seems to me that we are much worse off today, because we are heavily taxed, and only the king's corporations control this Country, together with mob rule, of the special interests.

Songs of praise the angels sang, Heav'n with alleluias rang, when creation was begun, when God spoke and it was done.

There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, They softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground.

While rose-buds scarcely show'd their hue, But coyly linger'd on the thorn.

Fairest and best adorned is she Whose clothing is humility.

Joys too exquisite to last, And yet more exquisite when past.

Here hyacinths of heavenly blue, shook their rich tresses to the morn.