The Telegraph Post, A Fable
A telegraph post by the roadside stood In a village humble and fair, And he raised his head, did this column of wood, As high as he could in the air: "Oh, Oh!" quoth he, as along the wire The news from the wide world through Hurried backwards and forwards in words of fire, Breathing promises fair, or threatenings dire, Never heeding the post as they flew. "Oh, Oh!" quoth he: "That I should stand here "And bear on my shoulders high "Such an upstart lot, who no manners have got
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