The Boss's Choice Poem by Ambrose Bierce

Listen to his wild romances:
He advances foolish fancies,
Each expounded as his 'view'
Gu.

In his brain's opacous clot, ah
He has got a maggot! What a
Man with 'views' to overwhelm us!
Gulielmus.

Hear his demagogic clamor
Hear him stammer in his grammar!
Teaching, he will learn to spell
Gulielmus L.

Slave who paid the price demanded
With two-handed iron branded
By the boss-pray cease to dose us,
Gulielmus L. Jocosus.