<P>You Princes of Forum City! You Kings of Ivory chatter!
<P>You are better than the sum of your parts.
<P>You are all better than you think -
<P>Not of those that scramble their hooves in the mud,
<P>Not of those that fight for table scraps
<P>And scurry in the dusty in-between of dark shadow,
<P>But rather the groomed steeds of Royal court and blood,
<P>A noble breed.
<P>I see gentle folk of infinite promise and goodness,
<P>With the whole world in range of their light,
<P>And the future for their ground of play.
<P>I see the wild frontier of thought,
<P>And the masters?
<P>Here they stay.
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<P>by Howard J. Fewsalopolis, KBE, ASC, ACE: Godfather of the Royal Cabal of the Fiery Platypus and Purveyor of Many Varieties of Fruit