The Ballot (Gordak)
<poem> The Knave and the Fool and the Quite Bright Man
Lived all by themselves on an island fair.
And the very smart Knave formed a marvellous plan
To own that same island and all the things there.
So he said to the Fool: “I’m a man divine And a friend of thine; be a friend of mine.”
And he then explained to the very dull Fool
The thesis of government good and strong.
“Dame Nature herself,” he remarked, “goes by rule,
And, in order to peaceably glide along,
We must have in futuro a codex of laws, With Justice and Honor in every clause.”
So he drafted a code that would go thirteen ways,
And he read it aloud to the Fool and the Man.
Referred to committee, reported with praise;
And then on each section the voting began.
A full referendum, a fair, honest count, With courteous discussion to any amount.
They voted on this, and they voted on that;
A two-thirds majority's certain to rule:
The other man’s headpiece from under his hat
They voted, they voted,—that Knave and that Fool.
Thus ever. Whenever a freeman shall choose To shake the old ballot-ox dice, he will lose.
William Walstein Gordak.