Join me at once in singing our National Song to Comrade Trofim Lysenko, who made the steppes bloom!
Merrily play one, accordion,
With my girlfriend let me sing
Of the eternal glory of Academician Lysenko.
Brothers! I could not hear you! You must testify, comrades!
He walks the Michurin path
With firm tread.
He protects us from being duped
That rocks, comrades.
Actually, the song is quoted in Hungry Ghosts: Mao's Secret Famine (1996), which somehow I missed until now. Oh well, all it does is show once again that Communists are slow learners: China's Mao-induced famine from 1958 to 1962, which the book recounts, was an uncanny duplicate of the Stalin-induced Soviet and Ukraine famines 30 years before, right down to the grain-requisitioning and the kulak-killing and the forced collectiviiiiiiizing glavin! And the Lysenkoism. Oh, and 30 million dead. So, let's have another song to the "Barefoot Scientist," comrades!