Groucho

Groucho

A Poem by Tim F*****g McCormack

Mr Marx, please explain to me
how everybody's
equalities
equal up to be
the same liberty
for you and me?
See-
he's as quiet as a buzzing bee
working at his honey
just like me
eat sleep
and f**k for themselves.

© 2008 Tim F*****g McCormack


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Added on February 14, 2008