Sorry, But I Love My Betters

[S]orry, but I am perfectly thrilled to have betters. Here in London I see lots of them. And I am thankful for them. I like what I do. I am glad they do what they do. I can see the Dutch and German in them. They’re bigger, taller, and better looking than my little Celtic self.

Why anyone doesn’t want betters is beyond me.

What scares me is proles.

Especially in the white house.

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