Yuri Kolker. (№ 369954)

Oh, the Communists!
Their hands are clean,
words toothy,
eyes clawed;
language is a spade,
the soul that attack.
They are broad-shouldered,
they are glib.
They - the scholars-
tightrope walkers.
Sometimes with a hint
always with toffee.
first, with affection,
and then with a bowl.