Paul Hartal


How The Revolution Started - Poem by Paul Hartal

The bearded amoeba
Quietly smoked his pipe.
The servant came in
And said:
The crocodile is ready
But the president cannot make today
The apple pie.

The bearded amoeba
Quietly smoked his pipe.
Yes, the dentist is in Venice
To make the root canal,
The servant said.
The crocodile was looking
At the sky.

Then suddenly
An angry cat
Began to puff and pant.

An orchestra was playing
In a distant café.

The bearded amoeba
Quietly smoked his pipe.
It is time to start the revolution
Mao said,
Rising from a chair.

A portrait of Lenin
Began to shine
On the wall.

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Comments about How The Revolution Started by Paul Hartal

  • Rookie - 63 Points Eric Cockrell (10/5/2011 7:20:00 PM)

    very good poetry! like the twists and turns along the way! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 6, 2011


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