A waggle-faced pepper-man
Stole the game,
But his knees were cut,
Today.
Out of his war britches
Fell the cowboy,
As the people woke,
Today.
Hallelujah, cried those who,
Long silenced,
Found their song,
Today.
But the question hangs
Over people's play,
What motives moved,
Today?
DE GUICHE: Have you read 'Don Quixote'? CYRANO: I have! DE GUICHE: Then I counsel you to study the windmill chapter!. . . windmill sails may sweep you down into the mud!. . . CYRANO: Or upward - to the stars!
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