How Many Times, During The Twenty Years I Was Your Leader, Friends Of Spoon River, Did You Neglect The Convention And Caucus, And Leave The Burden On My Hands Of Guarding And Saving The People'S Cause? - Sometimes Because You Were Ill; Or Your Grandmother Was Ill; Or You Drank Too Much And Fell Asleep; Or Else You Said: "He Is Our Leader, All Will Be Well; He Fights For Us; We Have Nothing To Do But Follow." But Oh, How You Cursed Me When I Fell, And Cursed Me, Saying I Had Betrayed You, In Leaving The Caucus Room For A Moment, When The People'S Enemies, There Assembled, Waited And Watched For A Chance To Destroy The Sacred Rights Of The People. You Common Rabble! I Left The Caucus To Go To The Urinal.