I can't remember the line, but Ewan MacColl had this song in praise of Ho Chi Minh (or was it Mao Tse Dung?) that was impossibly embarrassing in its clumsiness, culminating in one verse (not necessarily the last one, either) with a truly awful line that looks in print to be unsingable (too many syllables, with emPHASsis on the wrong syLABles and tongue-twister juxtapositions of phonemes all in one line) and laughable (for its fawning and Red-speak terminology) at the same time. I wish I could remember it, but the song was so bad that I deleted the actual lyrics from even my temporary memory banks.

Bob Clayton