Great Joseph D. Redding-illustrious name!
Considered a fish-horn the trumpet of Fame.
That goddess was angry, and what do you think?
Her trumpet she filled with a gallon of ink,
And all through the Press, with a devilish glee,
She sputtered and spattered the name of J.D.
More verses by Ambrose Bierce
- The Fountain Refilled
- The Fyghtynge Seventh
- The Gates Ajar
- The Genesis Of Embarrassment
- The Free Trader's Lament