Here you will find the Poem A Street Fight of poet Francis William Lauderdale Adams
SIR, we approve your curling lip and nose At this vile sight. These men, these women are 'brute beasts'? ? Who knows, Sir, but that you are right? Panders and harlots, rogues and thieves and worse, We are a crew Whose pitiful plunder's honoured in the purse Of gentlemen (like you), Whom holy Competition's taught (like us) 'What's thine is mine!' ? How we must love you who have made us thus, You may perhaps divine!
