Although his is a straitened situation,
this comrade---W. G. J. N. M. Moes---
shall not suffer more harrassment: it goes
no further, and that comes out of Moscow,
of whom you will not wish to run afoul.
This has been given full consideration.
In adolescence, a most lovely boy,
who brought a sensual, barefoot inspiration
to a short novel that some much enjoy
on cold nights when the Volga takes on ice.
The tale adds to their tea a bit of spice.
Some in our Party are not so despotic
that such a book---homogenous, erotic---
could bring to them a thrumming delectation.
J-Called