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When we kiss, I feel the sparks,
You're the Engels to my Marx.
How I long for us to tryst,
My beautiful Lenninist.
How I long to hold you tight,
My beautiful Trotskyite.
Hold you with a grip like Stalin,
Because you are my only darling.
 
Your significance to me,
Is like that to Mao of the peasantry.
And so I share my Five Year Plan,
Year one is to become your man.
And all I hope from year two,
Is that I am still with you.
And that you are still with me,
The aspiration for year three.
Hope you've not shown me the door,
By the time we reach year four.
Happy I'll be in year five,
If our love is still alive.
 
frogwoman said:
youthbattleforbombs.jpg
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'We will be the last generation, fight for bombs and detonation!'
 
Athos said:
Your significance to me,
Is like that to Mao of the peasantry.
And so I share my Five Year Plan,
Year one is to become your man.
And all I hope from year two,
Is that I am still with you.
And that you are still with me,
The aspiration for year three.
Hope you've not shown me the door,
By the time we reach year four.
Happy I'll be in year five,
If our love is still alive.
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:D
 
Athos said:
Your significance to me,
Is like that to Mao of the peasantry.
And so I share my Five Year Plan,
Year one is to become your man.
And all I hope from year two,
Is that I am still with you.
And that you are still with me,
The aspiration for year three.
Hope you've not shown me the door,
By the time we reach year four.
Happy I'll be in year five,
If our love is still alive.
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Now do I dare use this on my partner on Thursday?
 
Athos said:
Your significance to me,
Is like that to Mao of the peasantry.
And so I share my Five Year Plan,
Year one is to become your man.
And all I hope from year two,
Is that I am still with you.
And that you are still with me,
The aspiration for year three.
Hope you've not shown me the door,
By the time we reach year four.
Happy I'll be in year five,
If our love is still alive.
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Shouldn't line 2 read ""Is like that of Mao to the peasantry"?
 
Athos said:
When we kiss, I feel the sparks,
You're the Engels to my Marx.
How I long for us to tryst,
My beautiful Lenninist.
How I long to hold you tight,
My beautiful Trotskyite.
Hold you with a grip like Stalin,
Because you are my only darling.
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I'm yoinking this for valentines day...

This is what I've changed so far....

When we kiss, I feel the sparks,
You're the Engels to my Marx.
How I long for us to tryst,
My foxy anarcho-feminist.
How I long to hold you tight,
and then we kick some Trotskyites.
"Power comes from the barrel of a gun"
So says comrade Mao Tse Tung
But all you need to get things done
Is a purple rubber strap on dong
Oh to hold you with a grip like Stalin,
You are my one and only darling.







I wonder if I'll have a partner in the morning
 
BigTom said:
I can subtitle that if you give me the words to put on it.
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I'm not really asking you to do all this but this is how I imagine the Party Political Broadcast. I'm sure some of you can make it better than this. There have been some great posts in this thread.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
There now follows a Party Political Broadcast by F.A.N.G.

Opening text appears on screen.

Karl Marx "It is absolutely impossible to transcend the laws of nature. What can change in historically different circumstances is only the form in which these laws expose themselves."s absolutely impossible to transcend the laws of nature. What can change in historical
Text fades out.

New text

Look out capitalism - nature just got ready to expose itself!

Cuts to video at start of nuclear explosion. Drumbeat of "Fight the Power" by Public Enemy begins.





Vertically scrolling text.

Comrades! Only through the development of the Worker's Bomb can we march forward together into a joyous nuclear sunset. Join us as we simultaneously break the system and our Geiger counter. The future's bright, the future's orange!

Cut to F.A.N.G logo with legend "For A Nuclear Globe - because nothing brings us together like a big fall-out."
 
Favelado said:
I'm not really asking you to do all this but this is how I imagine the Party Political Broadcast. I'm sure some of you can make it better than this. There have been some great posts in this thread.



Opening text appears on screen.

Karl Marx"It is absolutely impossible to transcend the laws of nature. What can change in historically different circumstances is only the form in which these laws expose themselves"

Text fades out.

New text

Look out capitalism - nature just got ready to expose itself!

Cuts to video at start of nuclear explosion. Drumbeat of "Fight the Power" by Public Enemy begins.

Vertically scrolling text.

Comrades! Only through the development of the Worker's Bomb can we march forward together into a joyous nuclear sunset. Join us as we simultaneously break the system and our Geiger counter. The future's bright, the future's orange!

Cut to F.A.N.G logo with legend "For A Nuclear Globe - because nothing brings us together like a big fall-out."
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screen goes blank; cut to stirring music

 
Serious concerns. Scansion and Metrics tendancy. The Workers' clock does not tick to the metronome of conventional warfare. The Workers' Bomb will put an end to elitist rhyme or reason in poems and that.
 
DrRingDing said:
I'm yoinking this for valentines day...

This is what I've changed so far....

When we kiss, I feel the sparks,
You're the Engels to my Marx.
How I long for us to tryst,
My foxy anarcho-feminist.
How I long to hold you tight,
and then we kick some Trotskyites.
"Power comes from the barrel of a gun"
So says comrade Mao Tse Tung
But all you need to get things done
Is a purple rubber strap on dong
Oh to hold you with a grip like Stalin,
You are my one and only darling.

I wonder if I'll have a partner in the morning
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Four rhyming couplets in iambic quadrameter, and you massacred it.

Against the wall you will be first,
When I'm the Commissar of Verse!
 
Athos said:
Four rhyming couplets in iambic quadrameter, and you massacred it.

Against the wall you will be first,
When I'm the Commissar of Verse!
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When we kiss, I feel the sparks,
You're the Engels to my Marx.
How I long for us to tryst,
My anarcho-feminist.
How I long to hold you tight,
then to kick some Trotskyites.
"Power may come from a gun"
So says comrade Mao Tse Tung
All you need to get things done
Is a purple strap on dong
Hold you with a grip like Stalin,
Because you are my only darling.
Iambic quadrameter?! :D
 
DrRingDing said:
When we kiss, I feel the sparks,
You're the Engels to my Marx.
How I long for us to tryst,
My anarcho-feminist.
How I long to hold you tight,
then to kick some Trotskyites.
"Power may come from a gun"
So says comrade Mao Tse Tung
All you need to get things done
Is a purple strap on dong
Hold you with a grip like Stalin,
Because you are my only darling.
Iambic quadrameter?! :D
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Nice one.
 
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