The Speakers

"A equals X," says Mister One."A equals B," says Mister Two."A equals nothing under the

But A," says Mister Three.

A

Applaud; some wipe their eyes;

Some linger in the shade to

One and Two in neat

Decapitating Mister Three."This age is not entirely bad."It's bad enough,

God knows, but

Should know Elizabethans

Sweeneys and Mrs.

Porters too.

The past goes down and disappears,

The present stumbles home to bed,

The future stretches out in

That no one knows, and you'll be dead.