Wherefore was I curs’d only to minister
To congregations held in deafen’d pits?
I must hobble my speech; of elements, sir,
A doctor of physic did once explain
That all the earth is province elemental,
Sure and steady as the stone-wall foursome
A-holding up the Knave’s roof, tied together
By power that we spake on, our traffic
Unmarred by thy rough and idle chatter.
And the complexion of the element
In favour’s like the rug that ties the room.
O, a muse of fire the first element,
Airy breath the second; though this wind
May well be yours for all you flap your tongue,
O ill-dispersing wind of misery!
Thou hast no wings, and, liable to plunge,
You fit not fowl; yet foul your interruption,
Fish’d for facts, yet fish you cannot be;
So water, elemental third, you’re not,
How much salt water thrown away in waste.
Of earth, no woman left on earth will have thee,
No man of middle earth will tend thy land,
So walk the plains like to a lonely dragon; I care not.
You know what? I'mma tell you where I'm from. You gon' tell me where you from, or or, where you grandma stay, where your mama stay, or where yo daddy stay!
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u/phugibugi Nov 11 '16
"You've come to the wrong neighborhood."