Larry mintz Poet Pantoum

My Grandpa's Tale

My grandpa was a communist,
On a train bound for a prison,
Lennin thought he's an antagonist,
He had a plan -he had vision.

On a train bound for a prison,
 And he jumped off the iron horse,
He had a plan -he had vision 
 To swim for his freedom of course.

And he jumped off the iron horse,
My dad did not tell where he went,
To swim for his freedom of course,
Some distant land he always dreamt.

My dad did not tell where he went,
He married some lass from Poland,
Some distant land he always dreamt,
Her  chicken matzah ball soup grand.

He married some lass from Poland,
 Lennin thought he's an antagonist,
Her  chicken matzah ball soup grand,
My grandpa was a communist.

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