A man passing through the city Athens had claimed
He could read a person's face and know their story.
He spied Socrates, the gross and hideous knave,
And said, "This man has performed every vile sin;
He has committed every basest of vices.
Look at his fat nose, the mark of many beatings
See his rags, unfit for a true and decent man
Observe his countenance and awful, pungent smell
Conceive of his shame, that which he himself ignores
For he is shameless in his trespass of the law
And he is unburdened by the will of Justice
This man is the worst kind of criminal for sure."
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And to these words Socrates said, "you know me sir."