Jowler, they have @3taxed@1 you, honest friend!— Assessed you—put you in the roll: To exile every dog they'll send, Unless some friend will pay his poll. By all that's good, the rascals meant Betwixt us two to breed a strife, And drive you into banishment Or bribe your friend to take your life! But, Jowler, don't you be alarmed, If politicians do neglect you;— Confound their tax! you shan't be harmed— I know your worth, and I'll protect you! But taxes, by the Constitution, Convey the right to represent,— So dogs, by this same resolution, Might—just as well as men—be sent. Now, dogs and men and voters, hear!— That Jowler's put in nomination To go, upon the coming year, And aid in public legislation. Jowler, avoid the demagogues— Keep out of the minority; Take care to smell of other dogs, And vote with the majority! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY COMFORTER by EMILY JANE BRONTE AELLA: THE MINSTREL'S SONG by THOMAS CHATTERTON ROME. AT THE PYRAMID OF CESTIUS NEAR THE GRAVES OF SHELLEY by THOMAS HARDY DRAKE'S DRUM by HENRY JOHN NEWBOLT TO HIS MISTRESS; AN ODE by ANACREON IN PRAISE OF OLD AGE by ANAXANDRIDES |