the whine of the ancient candidate

by wry banter, as a political parody of Rime of the Ancient Mariner, by Samuel Coleridge Taylor.

My brief lament: If I were an artist or more capable at using Leonardo AI Image Generator, my picture here would paint a thousand words or more. Alas, stick figures are my best artistic expression of people and my skill with AI imaging yields roughly the same results. Sigh.

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‘round my neck a bird doth hang, 
that albatross, of poet’s fame.
when out the moonless night’s dark veil,
flew mark robinson through air
to hang with vance, already there.

now two dead weights, my neck doth host 
scapegoats to blame, my race is toast.
twice the burden, twice the pain
as my counterpart did bear,
that weak and ancient mariner!