In a song from the musical “1776” (“Piddle, Twiddle, and Resolve”), John Adams sings the following:
I do believe you've laid a curse on North America, A curse that we now here rehearse in Philadelphia. A second flood, a simple famine, Plagues of locusts everywhere, Or a cataclysmic earthquake, I'd accept with some despair. But, no, you sent us Congress-- Good God, sir, was that fair...