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Tuesday, January 30, 2007

nihil nisi bon-mot II

At the prompting of the Style Invitational, we once again sing of those who passed away in the last year:

Urned an honorable mention:

The Celtics' Auerbach is dead;
The foes of Green no more see Red.


Lloyd Bentsen, Jr., praised of men,
Has met Jack Kennedy again.

And now we know what all the while
We thought: in Heaven, money's through.
How else could Milton Friedman smile,
And J. K. Galbraith, too?

Botha and Milosevic,
Pinochet, Hussein:
Would that we could say we'll never
See their like again.