A knock on the door came one afternoon,

So I opened it.  Standing there was a

Youngish man and a middle-aged woman

With a clipboard, so I waited for them to

Offer their explanation for being at my door.

They introduced themselves as partisans

Of the Parti Marxiste-Léniniste du Québec,

And they were wondering if they could count

On my support at the upcoming elections.

Honestly, I had to ask them to repeat that...

Communism in Québec?  Marx and Lenin, what?

But these people were actually serious about

This, must admit I found it very surprising.

It's not exactly something you hear about,

Well, certainly not in my entourage, anyway.

To each their own, for sure, but wow... Lenin? 

A killer of millions, a harbinger of suffering,

Why on earth would I even consider his ideas?

That's simply ridiculous, I can't view it any

Other way, so you can definitely count me out.

But as I always do in these circumstances, I did

Not answer their question, only told them that

It's not a topic I wish to discuss with them and bid

Them well.  They were clearly a bit thrown off by

That, and attempted to insist, but I said we're done.

I'm not a political gal, but come on... 

What a strange hope to aspire to for Québec.