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POETRY BY JACK BOWMAN |
Down at the Communist Cafe by Jack BowmanLenin smoking Cuban cigars and talking Marx to Stalin Down at the Communist Cafe
The place gets quiet when Che Guevara walks in. His Black Beret askew from the wind Down at the Communist Cafe
Marx and Engels quietly sipping coffee While they scribble "Das Kapital" Down at the Communist Cafe
A hammer pounding steel and a sickle cutting wheat The peasant and the Worker with calluses on their feet Knowing they are always welcome Down at the Communist Cafe |
In walks Mao Tse-Tung with his red book shinning He hangs his withered hat on the star called the sun Down at the Communist Cafe
Mao opens up his book and starts writing notes Knowing the world will tremble When he publishes his book of quotes Down at the Communist Cafe. |