Old Man Chung (for Senator Ted Stevens)

North of the city lived old man Chung;
his larder was full of meat and wine.
Ah, the day his poor wife died
the funeral guests overflowed the hall.
But when old man Chung himself passed on,
not a single soul came to weep.
Those who ate his roasts and downed his wine
had hearts that were colder than you would have thought!


A more elegant exposition of my previous post.

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