John T. Baker , Wondrous Doings</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=37.htm>John T. Baker </a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>Wondrous Doings</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>The grandeur that was Greece no doubt was great;<br>I question not the glory that was Rome;<br>But nowadays I mainly concentrate<br>On all the wondrous doings here at home.<br>Let those who wish invoke the good old days,<br>Let others sing of once romantic times;<br>I find it more amusing to appraise<br>Contemporary antics in my rhymes.<br>I daily marvel at philosophies<br>Far wilder than the Greeks dared contemplate,<br>Bizarre presumptions, improprieties<br>The vilest Roman would repudiate.<br>Misdeeds today would leave a Greek aghast;<br>Not vast, not small, they're simply just half-vast!</b></font></p></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk3.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk3.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>