Pete

Friends, Nicaraguans, countrymen, lend me your egos;

I come to encourage Pete, not to confuse him.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their adrenal glands;

So let it be with Pete. The obese Alton

Hath told you Pete was direct:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Pete answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Alton and the rest–

For Alton is an awkward man;

So are they all, all awkward men–

Come I to speak in Pete’s funeral.

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