The Politician's Interpretation of the Twenty-third Psalm.
The capitalist politician is my Shepherd; I shall not want any good thing during the campaign! He leadeth mc into the saloon., for my vote's sake ; He filleth my pocket with scab cigars; my glass of beer runneth over. He prepareth my ticket for mc, in the presence of my better judgment ! Yea, though I walk through the mud and rain, to vote for him., and shout myself hoarse, when he is elected, yet, straightway he forgeteth mc ! Lio ! when I meet him in his office, he knoweth mc not! Surely, the wool has been pulled over my eyes 3 all the days of my life ! (Wake up, Rubes, vote for Socialism !). —"Wright G. Hammond, American Exchange.
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Maoriland Worker, Volume I, Issue 6, 20 February 1911, Page 17
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124The Politician's Interpretation of the Twenty-third Psalm. Maoriland Worker, Volume I, Issue 6, 20 February 1911, Page 17
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