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A copybook was a school
exercise book used to practice handwriting
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POEM:
As I
pass through my incarnations in every age and race,
I make
my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market Place.
Peering
through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall,
And the
Gods of the Copybook Headings, I notice, outlast them all.
And what are the qualities
of these “Gods of the Copybook Headings?” The fourth verse sets them out.
With the
hopes that our World is built on they were utterly out of touch,
They
denied that the moon was Stilton; they denied she was even Dutch;
They
denied that Wishes were Horses; they denied that a Pig had Wings;
So we
worshipped the Gods of the Market Who promised these beautiful things.
The seventh verse reads:
In the
Carboniferous Epoch we were promised abundance for all,
By
robbing selected Peter to pay for collective Paul:
But
though we had plenty of money, there was nothing our money could buy,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: “If you
don’t work you die.”