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“I want the land,” was Freedom's cry;
And Slavery answered, “So do I!
By all that's sacred, I declare
I'll have my just and lawful share.
The Northern check should glow with shame
To think to rob me of my claim:
And if my claim you dare deny,
I'll knock the Union into pi.”
The Northern faces did not glow,
Because they were composed of dough:
But such a tall and horrid threat
Their equilibrium upset.
“O gracious heavens!” the patriot said,
As nervously he shook his head,
And quickly moved his tangled hair
To feel the bump of firmness there:
But how distracted was his mind,
When searching long he could not find
This stately organ of the brain,
Nor could the mystery explain,
Or make a fit apology
For this freak of phrenology.
The reason why the bump was low
Was it was fashioned out of dough;
And Slavery's bold and fearless threat
Had crushed the lofty organ flat.
And Slavery answered, “So do I!
By all that's sacred, I declare
I'll have my just and lawful share.
The Northern check should glow with shame
To think to rob me of my claim:
And if my claim you dare deny,
I'll knock the Union into pi.”
The Northern faces did not glow,
Because they were composed of dough:
But such a tall and horrid threat
Their equilibrium upset.
“O gracious heavens!” the patriot said,
As nervously he shook his head,
And quickly moved his tangled hair
To feel the bump of firmness there:
But how distracted was his mind,
When searching long he could not find
This stately organ of the brain,
Nor could the mystery explain,
Or make a fit apology
For this freak of phrenology.
The reason why the bump was low
Was it was fashioned out of dough;
And Slavery's bold and fearless threat
Had crushed the lofty organ flat.
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