Ideology and Conflict: Voices Under Fire
Ideology and Conflict: Voices Under Fire
Limericks
A fellow, quite staunch extreme right,
Called thinking a terrible blight.
With a furious frown,
He'd shout the world down,
"No thought! Just my furious might!"
A leader, quite grand, in his seat,
Said, "Naxals of thought, we must meet!
Like the armed ones of old,
Their influence bold,
Must be finished, completely, discreet!"

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