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He Is A Party Man

He sleeps in the party office,
Eats and drinks,
Awakes and arises
With a newspaper and a cup of tea.

What party member is he, which but I don't know,
Maybe it he is a communist,
A comrade regimented,
A blind supporter,
Do or die for the party.

Monday, June 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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