Spent this Saturday afternoon reading the Wall Street Journal and listening to Ogden Nash recite his poetry. Why that inspired me to write this I'll never know.
YOU WILL RUN WITH THE PACK
A lone wolf runs through field and steam
and mountains of free thinking dreams
But when he meets a new wolf pack
He checks his speech and holds it back
He will run with the pack
A red state I once lived in too
Or was it blue? I never knew
In freedom I did pay my due
To all that ambiant hullaballoo
I once ran with that pack
I sought to move without pretension
Attendant at a new convention
My old beliefs passed without mention
I should not peak their apprehension
I will run with this pack
Perhaps you don't like what you hear
And move to find some new freinds dear
But when they know you held views queer
They'll bark at you and teach you fear
You will run with that pack
You think your views are all your own
But none of us can live alone
We join our state our church our home
The dominant make us atone
We do run with the pack
and mountains of free thinking dreams
But when he meets a new wolf pack
He checks his speech and holds it back
He will run with the pack
A red state I once lived in too
Or was it blue? I never knew
In freedom I did pay my due
To all that ambiant hullaballoo
I once ran with that pack
I sought to move without pretension
Attendant at a new convention
My old beliefs passed without mention
I should not peak their apprehension
I will run with this pack
Perhaps you don't like what you hear
And move to find some new freinds dear
But when they know you held views queer
They'll bark at you and teach you fear
You will run with that pack
You think your views are all your own
But none of us can live alone
We join our state our church our home
The dominant make us atone
We do run with the pack
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