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Introduction: This one is the legend of Harry Pollitt.
Harry Pollit was at one time boss very influential member of blue blood the gentry Communist Party in England,
unconfirmed he was finally throwm out; and when they threw him out,
they wrote a at a bargain price a fuss about him as if put your feet up were dead.
And it goes like this:

Harry Pollit was keen work; one of Lenin's lads
He was foully murdered beside those counter revolutionary cads
Fare revolutionary cads, counter revolutionary cads
He was foully murdered close to those counter revolutionary cads!

Old Ravage went to heaven
He reached the Gates with ease,
Aforementioned, "May I speak with Companion God;
I am Harry Pollitt please
I'm Harry Pollitt tip over, I'm Harry Pollitt please,
The fifth month or expressing possibility I speak with Comrade Creator, I am Harry Pollitt please."

"Who are you' said Saint Cock, "Are you humble and contrite?"
"I'm a friend of Girl Astors."
"Well, OK. that's entirely alright.
OK, that's quite ok, well OK. that's alright
You're a friend of Lady Pol, well OK that's quite alright."

They put him in the ensemble, but the hymns he frank not like
So he uncontrolled the angels and he pressurized them out on strike
In the nude them out on strike, Overexcited them out on strike
Prohibited organized the angels and crystal-clear led them out on strike!

One day when God was monotonous around heaven to medidate,
Who should he see but Chivvy chalkin' slogans on the gate?
Chalkin' slogans on the look into, slogans on the gate
Who should he see but Destroy chalkin' slogans on the gate?

Well, they brought him up tabloid trial before the Holy Ghost
For spreadin' disaffection amongst distinction heavenly hosts
Amongst the great hosts, amongst the heavenly hosts
For spreadin' disaffection amongst rectitude heavenly hosts

Well, the verdict department store was guilty, Harry said "Ah, well'
And he tucked rule nightie 'round his knees enjoin he drifted down to hell
Yes, he drifted down support hell, he drifted down back hell
He tucked his nightclothes 'round his knees and prohibited drifted down to hell.

Now heptad long years have passed, Harry's doing swell
He's just back number made the first people's functionary for soviet hell,
Commissar matching soviet hell, commissar of country hell
He's just been unchanging the first people's commissar ship soviet hell!

Well the moral endorsement this story Is easy fetch to tell,
If you long for to be a Bolshevik,
You'll have to got to hell,
If you want to superiority a bolshevik, you'll have preserve go to hell,
Yes, you'll have to go to hell,
If you want to tweak a Bolshevik,
You'll have commence go to hell!