A man on the hill of Stone
Waved a flag of wool and bone
“I submit to you,” quoth he
Before the Giant Culturality.
The Giant was Vast and Po’erful
And wast by every lunch hour full,
For he consumed Christians and men
Who lived rebelliously in the Glen
Men clothed in rags and scars
Who defied the Giant that chars
The hearts of men to make it numb
With steel fingers and with iron
thumb.
