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 | The collected works of Ambrose Bierce |  |
A PICKBRAIN
What! imitate me, friend? Suppose that youWith agony and difficulty do
What I do easily—what then? You've got
A style I heartily wish I had not.
If I from lack of sense and you from choice
Grieve the judicious and the unwise rejoice,
No equal censure our deserts will suit—
We both are fools, but you're an ape to boot!
| The collected works of Ambrose Bierce | |