A Demagogue + 

“Yawp, yawp, yawp! + 

Under the moon and sun. + 

It’s aye the rabble, + 

And I to gabble, + 

And hey! for the tale that is never done. + 

“Chant, chant, chant! + 

To woo the reluctant vote. + 

I would I were dead + 

And my say were said + 

And my song were sung to its ultimate note. + 

“Stab, stab, stab! + 

Ah! the weapon between my teeth⁠— + 

I’m sick of the flash of it; + 

See how the slash of it + 

Misses the foeman to mangle the sheath! + 

“Boom, boom, boom! + 

I’m beating the mammoth drum. + 

My nethermost tripes + 

I blow into the pipes⁠— + 

It’s O for the honors that never come!” + 

’Twas the dolorous blab + 

Of a tramping “scab”⁠— + 

’Twas the eloquent Swift + 

Of the marvelous gift⁠— + 

The wild, weird, wonderful gift of gab! + 