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Free verse № 145037

Chickens

Member since 2006 · Posted 9 Aug 2006 · 8 comments

When I was four we had some chickens. They lived in a coop at the bottom of the garden. Eventually they had come to realise we were cooking, or worse, selling their unborn babies so they started to peck at and smash the eggs before we could come and get them so we had them killed. This is how I learnt about Marxism.

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[10] mindsigns 9-Aug-06/8:11 AM Reply
Brilliant, simple and to the point. The ending is classic. Now I know about Marxism. Thanks.
[9] amanda_dcosta 9-Aug-06/9:00 AM Reply
Cool poem and idea. Looking out for more.
[9] ALChemy 9-Aug-06/9:39 AM Reply
Dang Commy chickens.
[10] MacFrantic 14-Aug-06/1:34 AM Reply
This is incredible, I absolutely adore it!
[1] Edna Sweetlove 17-Aug-06/3:26 AM Reply
Interesting, although a faulty analogy with Marxism. I would have thought the poem fitted Capitalism better.
[n/a] rnuk › Edna Sweetlove 17-Aug-06/6:17 AM Reply
It's capitalism from a Marxist view point, ie. should the workers (who are the means of production) revolt against the autocrats in power (those who distribute products and "reward" the workers), they will be crushed. Still, thanks though.
[1] Edna Sweetlove › rnuk 17-Aug-06/4:10 PM Reply
That's as clear as mud, then.
[0] Engelbert Humpalot 17-Aug-06/9:31 AM Reply
Stupid trite trash. 0/10