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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Weeks slip Dreams flip Again & again It'll happen in ten nine eight seven six Good little workers pick up sticks five four three two Dear little baby, the next one is you Eat your bread Go to bed The clock strikes ten Again & again We are free men Just a' waitin' for when that whistle gets blown lettin' us go on home Where we bow down our faces and give thanks at last to our Savior, our Comrade, bless'd Iconoclast Red little hen You remember when you told us we should know that you reap what you sow "We should have that bread too!" We demanded of you Yet you selfishly stood & reminded us that Idle souls crave, while the earnest get fat Old ways By-gone days We were bound by The Ten Again & again We are surely free now Hen was old anyhow Now we toil at will In the field, in the mill Done away with that moral delusion of old We've evolved, we are free, we will not be controlled Now rid from the rule of that fairy Godhead Our new leader has graced us with Circus & Bread Gladly we serve that new champion of ours Who has sworn to deliver us straight to the stars "1. Simply do as I say 2. And you mustn't to pray 3. And lay down your arms, you're now free from all harms 4. And pay me your dues 5. And allow me to choose, what's best from your head right down to your shoes 6. Give me your blood 7. And your sweat 8. And your tears, For only through I can you live out your years, hand in hand with your brother, your sister, your friend, In prosperity, lightness, and peace till the end 9. And promise to love me with all of your heart 10. Swear that, even in famine, we never shall part" So we strap on our boots, march in line nice & straight For our liberator, our darling, The State.
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