Lawrence S. Pertillar (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)
Why are they cheering so enthusiastically?
'They've just blown up their own foundations.'
Their reasoning behind this?
'They chose to show that guy over there,
Sitting in that chair and eating a sandwich...
Just 'who' is the boss.'
At 'their' loss?
He seems to be unaffected by it all.
Isn't he getting up to play a round of golf?
But they are hoping what they've done,
Will be at 'his' cost.'
'It's a new strategy.
They want to prove to him,
What it is they can do...
If they so choose to do it.'
If I understand this clearly,
Those foundations they've destroyed...
Are not his?
What they've done makes no sense.
Weren't those foundations declared,
To have for them a permanence?
'Like I said.
They wanted to show him,
Just 'who is the boss.'
Are they insane?
You said that.
They are the ones cheering,
They certainly have reached new heights of petty.
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