My mate Joe Chip says: Brother where art thou?

by mymatejoechip

Has anyone seen Comrade Edgaredgarberger?  O where O where could he be?  With his hair cut long and his beard cut short, O where O where could he be?  I looked in the Rosa Luxembourg Memorial Bookshop.  I sank some Guinness at the Behan’s Arms.  I haunted Chelsea Records.  I left a message on the wall of the Bank of DaDa.  I checked the fresh graves at Rookwood.  I bribed the registrar at the Dingle Rehousing Facility for the Ideologically Impaired.  Nothing.

Perhaps I should have checked the numbers, and manifests for flights to warm socialist countries?  Surely … he wouldn’t.