I HAD A DREAM, A NIGHTMARE
by Anton Wills-Eve
I HAD A DREAM, A NIGHTMARE.
The Statue of Liberty went to the hairdressing salon yesterday and had her hair primped into short curls, tightly packed round her head. Then she took a chisel and removed the words engraved for so long upon her person. Taking out her treasured copy of Dante’s ‘Divine Comedy’ she replaced them with the words which the great Italian poet chose to adorn the gates of hell,
“Abandon hope all ye who enter here.”
But she smiled at the thought of how very few of those folks there would now be. She sighed and mused, “Who would have thought that so many people in my United States wore blue collars over their red necks, or muffled them in workmen’s overalls? A New Yorker too! Ah well, at least all our little greenbacks will be well and truly primped too, worth not even half their value of Tuesday morning.”