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  I'm getting over it all now...
  
  Hold dear your rear...
  
  Down the ages has strove man
  to do whatever thing he can
  In order to post guard, in view
  of all folly that he's wont to do
  
  Cups to secure his meat-n-veg
  from all unwanted vandal-age
  and sundry helms to best protect
  his hall of ego and of intellect
  
  But one battle that e'er must be won
  concerns the safety of his sit-upon
  without this, benefice there be none
  and all his ambitions come undone
  
  A man who'd into public service go
  would do best if this truth he know
  above all else this lesson's prime
  to lose his seat, is a mortal crime
  
  He may steal and lie to his content
  and cause his cause embarrassment
  and make his Leader out to be a nit
  and with a majority, get away with it
  
  But danger lurks ever and anon
  [for he be but mother-nature's son]
  forever present and never gone
  and silent, stalks his sit-upon.

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