They followed Mao Tse,
The benevelonent dictator,
Who made more dicatror like
Following in the name
Of communism, yet heroes
Were made by the party,
Exactly dictatorial,
Making the humble chines
Worship these human forms
In uniforms of blood red
Like a titanic dragon in chains,
The chinese follow the path
Of the prolific speakers
Preaching an equality
That they do not follow,
Neither enjoyed by the populace,
Here lies the Chines Syndrome.
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