Chairman Miaou, <br />Was a communist cat, <br />Who wore a blue smock <br />And wore a red hat; <br />He sang at all rallies <br />And gave a good speech, <br />For fame he was destined - <br />None him did outreach - <br />But he fell at a hurdle, <br />Which should have been gate, <br />His progeny more <br />Than the maximum eight! <br />So he upped with his kittens <br />And wives of nine one, <br />And left in a hurry <br />For less red Taiwan, <br />Where business is good <br />And he smokes a Havana, <br />All purring the while <br />He's reached his nirvana.<br /><br />Mill Field<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hum-chairman-miaou/
