Academic Revolt Poem by Andy Brookes

talking of rebellion she said,
as she slide down the banister,
crying Tally Ho zipping along,
a banshee.
landing with grace she smiled.

I'm not a communist she said
me neither I answered.
we both knew one of us was lying,
you had on your wall a picture of Marx.

taffeta rustling you swished up the hall
well, I said, revolution takes all sorts and we laughed.
it echoed down the halls of academia and echos still
that solid reverberation of our rebellious hearts.