Post by Shippers on Jan 9, 2007 11:10:53 GMT -1
Go on then .......... can you write me something in a style of your choosing about a marxist guerrilla who longs to give up the fight and collect watering cans and amusingly shaped pieces of tofu instead ............. possibly while listening to Alison Moyet records, but I'll leave that up to you!!
Greeting comrade, my name is Sanchez
I'm fighting in our civil war
It's a communist revolution
We're taking the country by force.
It's a fight for the good of our people
And we'll be victorious one day
The people will all come to thank us
For leveling wages & making them wear grey
I'm not much of a freedom fighter,
I got into this lark be default,
My brother, Reuben, he pressured me,
I now find I'm amidst this revolt
I would gladly trade my berret,
My facial hair, grenades and gun,
To collect novelty watering cans
And arrange them outside in the sun
I'd paint each one after our comrades
Castro, Guevara, & Marx
There'd be one there for Lenin
It would make people proud as they pass
But I'm stuck here with the guerilla army
Sitting aloft on a hill
Waiting to launch our ambush
Going in quickly for the kill
My sister Carlita's a veggie
It causes real strife for our ma
Her cooking skills are limited to tacos
And her imagination doesn't go far
So Carlita's left eating the tofu
In raw little blocks that our pa
Wittles into the faces of animals
To see them warms her little heart
I'd love to set up a museum
Where people could come from afar
These carved little pieces of Tofu
That I'd steal from the plate of Carlita
Forever without exception. x
