Felix Cherniavsky - Contextual Research

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Felix Cherniavsky - Contextual Research

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A stranger stood at the gates of Hell And the devil himsel1 answered the bell . He looked him over from head to toe And said , my friend , I'å like to know What you have done in the way of sin That entitles you to come within ? " Then Trnaklin D. with his usual guile Stepped forth and flashed his toothy smile . " When I took charge in thirty - three A nation's faith was mine , " said he I promised this and I promised that And calmed them down with a Fireside chat . I spent their money on fishing trips And fished from the decks of their battleships . I gave then jobs on P.W.A. Then raised their taxes and took it away . I raised their wages and closed their shops I killed their pigs and burned their crops . I double crossed both old and young And still the dopes my praises sung . I brought back beer , and what do you think ? I taxed it so high that they couldn't drink . I furnished money with governøment loans when they missed a payment . I took their homes . When I wanted to punish the dopes , you know I put my wife on the radio . I paid them to let their farms be still And imported foodstufis from Brazil . I curtailed the crops when I felt mean And slipped in corn from the Argentine . When they'd start to worry , stew or fret I'd get them to chanting the Alphabet . with the A.A.A. and the N.L.3 . The 3.P. A. and C.C.C. With these many units I'd get their goats And still I crammed it down their throats . My workers worked with the speed of snails While the taxpayers chewed their fingernails . When Organisers needed dough I closed the plants with the C.1.0 . I ruined jobs , I ruined wealth And I put the screws on the rich man's health . And some that couldn't stand the gali would call on ne , and how I'd laugh ! When it got too hot on certain things I'd pack and head for old Warm Springs . I ruined their country , their homes , and then I placed the blames on " None old len . " Now Franklin talked both long and loud And the devil stood with head down bowed At last he said , " Let's make it clear I like you fine , but you can't stay here . For once von mingle with this moh 塑 等 c I'd have to hunt myself a job . Author unknown .