Inequality Is As Dear To The American

Inequality Is As Dear To The American Heart As Liberty Itself.

Lord, For The Erring Thoughtnot Into Evil Wrought:lord, For The Wicked Willbetrayed And Baffled Still:for The Heart From Itself Kept,our Thanksgiving Accept.

Why Art Thou But A Nest Of Gloom While The Bobolinks Are Singing?

Wisdom And Goodness Are Twin-born, One Heart Must Hold Both Sisters, Never Seen Apart.

What The American Public Wants In The Theater Is A Tragedy With A Happy Ending.