If you in the village think that my work was a good one, <br />Who closed the saloons and stopped all playing at cards, <br />And haled old Daisy Fraser before Justice Arnett, <br />In many a crusade to purge the people of sin; <br />Why do you let the milliner's daughter Dora, <br />And the worthless son of Benjamin Pantier, <br />Nightly make my grave their unholy pillow?<br /><br />Edgar Lee Masters<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-d-blood/
