10 FEBRUARY 1967, Page 4

On Guard

It is reported that the Chinese government is threatening to make all revisionists liable to the death penalty. It will be left to members of the Red Guard to decide who are revisionists.

Oh, my love's like a red, red rose To greet the songs of June Though no one at the moment knows Their melody or tune.

Oh, my love's like a red, red flag That bravely blows, my dear, Indifferent to the minor snag, Who keeps it flying where?

Oh, my love's like a red, red cheek, That burns while traitors fry, And prints its libels twice a week Till a' the ink gangs dry.

Oh, my love's like a red, red guard Who straightens out the plot, Choosing with casual disregard Which side had best be shot.

CHRISTOPHER HOLLIS