My Anarchist (from Dec.18, 2017)

You do not think like others do,

You have an honest twist;

And that’s why l’ve an eye for you

You crazy anarchist.

The crowd goes left, and you go right;

You’re not e’en on a list!

Most girls are dull, but you are sharp,

You foxy anarchist!

O anarchist! O anarchist!

The name you love so well!

I’ll swing with you, my anarchist,

Our single freedom’s bell!

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