The Ballad of Sir Ben

By | 2017-09-20T17:23:58+00:00 September 17th, 2017|
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To Berkeley rode Shapiro,
Bold knight with banners gay.
(’Twas neither crusade nor jihad—
He rolleth not that way.)

Quite modest his agenda,
Quite mild and orthodox—
Yet what a fuss ensued then! ’Twas
Indeed a paradox.

SJWs accused him
Of most foul blasphemy.
Inquired goodman Shapiro:
“Is my speech, forsooth, not free?”

These bold words unto rage stirred
Many a Berk’ly battle axe—
But all that Antifa managed
Was epic anticlimax.

Meanwhile, interested spectators
(And there were more than just a few)
Were exposed to an exponent
Of a different point of view.

They did not see the Nazi,
Which they thought they’d come to see—
And then smugly, Ben Shapiro
Rode home, from Berkeley.

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Joe Long
Joe Long lives in Cayce, South Carolina. He holds a master's degree in history from Georgia College and State University. He has a very patient wife, five homeschooled children, and a job.