John Paul

Friends, Kenyans, countrymen, lend me your abdomens;

I come to amuse John Paul, not to tattle on him.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their pieholes;

So let it be with John Paul. The cocky Gerald

Hath told you John Paul was ungainly:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath John Paul answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Gerald and the rest–

For Gerald is a suave man;

So are they all, all suave men–

Come I to speak in John Paul’s funeral.

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