Keats and Chapman
Keats at one point journeyed to America to ranch turkeys. Having received a large sum with little supervision attached, from an aunt who was a sleeping partner in the venture, he was able to indulge in his usual fantastic whims, calling his prize birds after successive presidents. One day his senior labourer suggested renaming not a bird, but himself, in honour of the new man; but he would want a prize turkey of his own as a bonus for enacting the deed poll.
When Keats asked his advice about whether to accept this offer, and if so which prize turkey to let go of, Chapman was ready with his answer. Obama the hand is worth W. Bush.
When Keats asked his advice about whether to accept this offer, and if so which prize turkey to let go of, Chapman was ready with his answer. Obama the hand is worth W. Bush.