My lover is an activist
a revolutionary socialist.
He's mastered the art of dialectic
a well trained comrade, life is hectic.
He chooses words with venom
with the accuracy of Lenin
I do enjoy our polemics
though the pace is somewhat frantic
and he can be rather didactic;
that is problematic.
Who is this fella, you ask
why of course, it's Karl Marx.
Karl Marx you say, but he's dead
No, he lives in the heart of every red.
So everywhere I lay my head
I make sure there's a socialist in my bed
Maureen Sexton

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