And while we Democrats it ne'er assailed
_(Rises on his toes and with a baseball voice.)_
Yet know ye, that our fathers did the same.
_(Great applause by some, others hang their heads.)_

COUNT LOUIE:
With gratitude I do at once recall
When good La Mutt did to my aid repair.
And he so scared mine adversary then
That I in pity did not e'en retort.
For there are times when with a cold disdain
One soars aloft and sees a pigmy not.
Twere vain to argue with a half-fledged mind,
Thus casting pearls before ignoble swine.

A DEMOCRAT:
But victory still sitteth on our perch,
And yet we ratify in pensive tones.
Let joy now reign, let vain regrets depart,
And for small favors thank the God of Hosts.

A REPRESENTATIVE:
A good majority sits in the house,
Enough to give us independence still,
Then what eventuates _without our land_
We care not so we grasp the reigns of state.

COUNT LOUIE:
After refreshments (_smacks his lips_) we will then adjourn,
And if some Southern gentleman desires,
We will repair unto a private room
And in a game of poker spend the night,
Thus celebrating in a proper way
A victory indeed of doubtful cast.
But to our joy affix a deep regret,
For that proud list of eighty warring knights
Who fell with faces always to the front
Yet ready stand to wage anew the fight
Whene'er their ears close to their mother earth
Shall hear the call to office once again.
_(Reflectively.)_
For once a politician wins the race,
He like an warhorse smells the battle far
And to his dying day doth live in hope
That grateful country may make its demand.
_(Close by singing an ode to the air;
"Hark, from the Tomb a Doleful Sound")_
Sleep! martyrs, sleep! till resurrection morn,
When sounding trump shall call to office sweet;
Republicans may grin with silent scorn,
But we like hungry pigs still smell the teat.

FINIS

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