Dan Fortier

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Original text in yellow, anagram in pink.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall;
All the King's horses, and all the King's men,
Couldn't put Humpty together again.

An egg that's sat out on my ledge
My kin hath push'd against unkind edge
Perch'd up up up too tall tall tall
Then... My my my that harmful sprawl!

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A poem in which each line is an anagram.

And so now night is so difficult a time for me
Could I sin, I might oft wander off into a mess
In fast cars, this infinite fog would doom me
Nitwit for deciding too famous, selfish man.

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An excerpt from the Declaration of Independence.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

Here the patriots had wanted to be quite clear as to why they can no longer remain British peers, but instead must end that life by revolt: We share faith that elected rule helped ensure all attain higher fate.

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The Russian National Anthem

Russia, our sacred nation; Russia, our beloved land.
Mighty will, great glory: these are your riches forevermore.
Glory to our free fatherland: union of fraternal peoples down the ages,
the people's wisdom handed down from our ancestors.
Glory to our country: you are our pride!
From the southern seas to polar tracts, our forests and fields are spread.
You are unique in the world... you are unique! Our motherland, protected by God!
A vast expanse for dreams and for life; the years open the way to our future.
Our faith toward the fatherland gives us strength: it was, is and will forever be thus!

Russia's anthem's no "America" or "Star Spangled Banner"...
But our emphasis is not a question of our words: it's a question of our perspective.
Our Federal tunes are of true love of nature, they don't extol mere swaths of ground.
Read their silly words: fervored yet weary paeans to "the good old days";
   a dull hope for arranging a cold, gray, dreary, future world;
ours cheer, hurry onward - calling out loud for true evolution of free people of Earth -
   and celebrate our wish (our hope) for improvement of humanity:
...why, yes, it's surely harder to see God under a red star, than our flag's thirteen white stars.

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