In the rain in the rain in the rain in the rain in Spain. <br />Does it rain in Spain? <br />Oh yes my dear on the contrary and there are no bull fights. <br />The dancers dance in long white pants <br />It isn't right to yence your aunts <br />Come Uncle, let's go home. <br />Home is where the heart is, home is where the fart is. <br />Come let us fart in the home. <br />There is no art in a fart. <br />Still a fart may not be artless. <br />Let us fart an artless fart in the home. <br />Democracy. <br />Democracy. <br />Bill says democracy must go. <br />Go democracy. <br />Go <br />Go <br />Go <br /> <br />Bill's father would never knowingly sit down at table with a Democrat. <br />Now Bill says democracy must go. <br />Go on democracy. <br />Democracy is the shit. <br />Relativity is the shit. <br /> <br />Dictators are the shit. <br />Menken is the shit. <br />Waldo Frank is the shit. <br />The Broom is the shit. <br />Dada is the shit. <br />Dempsey is the shit. <br />This is not a complete list. <br />They say Ezra is the shit. <br />But Ezra is nice. <br />Come let us build a monument to Ezra. <br />Good a very nice monument. <br />You did that nicely <br />Can you do another? <br />Let me try and do one. <br />Let us all try and do one. <br />Let the little girl over there on the corner try and do one. <br />Come on little girl. <br />Do one for Ezra. <br />Good. <br />You have all been successful children. <br />Now let us clean the mess up. <br />The Dial does a monument to Proust. <br />We have done a monument to Ezra. <br />A monument is a monument. <br />After all it is the spirit of the thing that counts.<br /><br />Ernest Hemingway<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-soul-of-spain/
