" There are a number of us creep Into this world, to eat and sleep; And know no reason why they're born, But merely to consume the corn, Devour the cattle, fowl, and fish, And leave behind an empty dish. Though crows and ravens do the same, Unlucky birds of hateful name, Ravens or crows might fill their places, And swallow corn and eat carcáses, Then, if their tombstone, when they die, Be n't taught to flatter and to lie. There's nothing better will be said, Than that they've eat up all their bread, Drunk all their drink, and gone to bed. "

― Benjamin Franklin , Memoirs of Benjamin Franklin; Written by Himself, Volume II (of 2) With his Most Interesting Essays, Letters, and Miscellaneous Writings; Familiar, Moral, ... and Valuable to the General Reader