—FDR, 1932
—FDR, 1932
He flashes into one gross crime or other
That sets us all at odds. I’ll not endure it.
His knights grow riotous, and himself upbraids us
On every trifle.
He flashes into one gross crime or other
That sets us all at odds. I’ll not endure it.
His knights grow riotous, and himself upbraids us
On every trifle.
MOM: Well we want him to cover the Civil War for the New York Herald so I was thinking “Sylvanus Cadwallader.”
DAD: But will he LOOK like his name is that?
MOM: Well we want him to cover the Civil War for the New York Herald so I was thinking “Sylvanus Cadwallader.”
DAD: But will he LOOK like his name is that?