I Knew That This Job Would Be

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Actually, We're Just Glorified Flagpole Sitters.

I Hurt With The Insatiate Longing, Until I Feel That There Will Never Be Any Relief Until I Take A Long, Deep, Wild Draught On Your Lips.

Practically All We Know Is That Thousands Of Native Haitians Have Been Killed By American Marines, And That Many Of Our Own Gallant Men Have Sacrificed Their Lives At The Behest Of An Executive Department In Order To Establish Laws Drafted By The Assistant Secretary Of The Navy. ... I Will Not Empower An Assistant Secretary Of The Navy To Draft A Constitution For Helpless Neighbors In The West Indies And Jam It Down Their Throats At The Point Of Bayonets Borne By U.s. Marines.

I Don't Know What To Do Or Where To Turn In This Taxation Matter. Somewhere There Must Be A Book That Tells All About It, Where I Could Go To Straighten It Out In My Mind. But I Don't Know Where The Book Is, And Maybe I Couldn't Read It If I Found It.