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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508659" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Spats</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When young I was a Socialist<br> Despite my tender years;<br>No blessed chance I ever missed<br> To slam the profiteers.<br>Yet though a fanatic I was,<br> And cursed aristocrats,<br>The Party chucked me out because<br> I sported Spats.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Aye, though on soap boxes I stood,<br> And spouted in the parks,<br>They grizzled that my foot-wear would<br> Be disavowed my Marx.<br>It's buttons of a pearly sheen<br> Bourgois they deemed and thus<br>They told me; 'You must choose between<br> Your spats and us.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alas! I loved my gaitered feet<br> Of smoothly fitting fawn;<br>They were so snappy and so neat,<br> A gift from Uncle John<br>Who had a fortune in the Bank<br> That one day might be mine:<br>'Give up my spats!' said I, 'I thank<br> You--but resign.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today when red or pink I see<br> In stripy pants of state,<br>I think of how they lost in me<br> A demon of debate.<br>I muse as leaders strut about<br> In frock-coats and high hats . . .<br>The bloody party chucked me out<br> Because of Spats.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q>
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 Despite my tender years;
No blessed chance I ever missed
 To slam the profiteers.
Yet though a fanatic I was,
 And cursed aristocrats,
The Party chucked me out because
 I sported Spats.

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