The despot hanged on live TV,
Love will keep the dastard's head
Entangled in its braided thread.
Yea, it's true, a tyrant risen,
Is buoyant on a sea of prison;
In this world of friends and neighbors
And charity and hugs and labors.
Shackles bind the very best
While embraces tie the rest
And affection makes the world go round,
Which as it spins, grinds us down.
Yes, love's a rose, I hear. I do,
And kindness is the truest true,
But whichever gracious heart may spawn it,
An ogre's bile be upon it.
-Amelia Roston Browning
A dismal ogre Day to all my friends!