Eight Legs To Stand On

From our current affairs editor Lemuel Stuart III:

There's a poem by Emmett Lee Dickinson (Emily Dickinson's third cousin, twice removed -- at her request) which has always remained a bit of a mystery to me.  Now, though -- following the  tweet-storm tantrum thrown by Ann Coulter against Delta Airlines -- the poem now makes a little more sense.

I don't profess to know all the details, but it seems that Annie requested a seat with more leg room (for obvious reasons), and another customer got the seat.  Hmmm... I've never heard of such a thing -- someone's reservation getting changed by an airline, a hotel, a restaurant, a theater, a golf club, a car rental agency, etc. etc. etc.  Oh -- and I forgot -- Ann also views herself as Queen Ann, Tabernacle of Wisdom, and the rest of us are peons and minions who live on this planet at her bidding.  Amirite?  I suppose Delta Airlines forgot that part.

The rest of corporate America best learn a lesson from this disturbance in the dark side or Ann'll get them with her little tweets too!

The first stanza to Dickinson's poem, "Hate is a grubbing Glutton," always characterized Coulter perfectly, but the second stanza was always a bit cryptic.  Now, though, the stanza works under the circumstances of poor, poor, pitiful Ann having to curl up her legs like an ordinary person.

Dickinson's poem is below on the left.  His poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "Hope is a subtle Glutton" (below on the right).  
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By Emmett Lee Dickinson:
 
Hate is a grubbing Glutton –
That feeds upon the Fair –
And too – inspected closely
What Savageness is there –
 
Hers was a place with Leg Room –
Although her seat was Gone –
And whosoever it contained
Received her Wrath head on –

By Emily Dickinson:
 
Hope is a subtle Glutton –
He feeds upon the Fair –
And yet – inspected closely
What Abstinence is there –

His is the Halcyon Table –
That never seats but One –
And whatsoever is consumed
The same amount remain –