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KONX OM PAX
While, on the other hand:
St. Paul spoke up on the Hill of Mars
To the empty-headed
Athenians;
But I would rather talk to the stars
Than
to empty-headed
Athenians.
It's only too easy to form
a cult,
To cry a crusade with " Deus Vult"—
But you won't get much of a good result
From empty-headed
Athenians.
The people of London
much
resemble
Those empty-headed
Athenians.
I could very easily make them tremble,
Those empty-headed
Athenians.
A pinch of Bible, a gallon of gas,
And I, or any otherguess
ass,
Could bring to our mystical
moonlight mass
Those empty-headed
Athenians.
In fine, I have precious
little use
For empty-headed
Athenians.
The birds I have snared shall all go loose;
They are empty-headed
Athenians.
I thought
perhaps I might do some good;
But it 's ten to one if I ever should—
And I doubt if I would save, if I could,
Such empty-headed
Athenians.
So (with any luck) I shall bid farewell
To the empty-headed
Athenians.
For me, they may all of them go to hell,
For empty-headed
Athenians.
I hate your idiot jolts and jars,
You monkeys
grinning behind
your bars
I'm more at home with the winds and the stars
Than with empty-headed
Athenians.