She spoke in dialect I could not understand
But one thing that she made clear
There was no coming on to her
There was no intellect
That she could respect
If it couldn't see
That the girl just wants to be
Left alone with Marx and Engels for a while ...
* * *
I hadn't read this before - parts of Capital, and various other bits and pieces, but somehow never the famous manifesto. Picked it up last night, and have since read it in gaps and on buses ...
[7/9/17: actually, I still quite like what I wrote about this all those years ago. But probably the internet doesn't need to retain a copy of what my university self thought about The Communist Manifesto!]
