# Long Live Wifecraft

The city erupted in a frenzy of decoration to welcome the leader. The workers were so consumed with anxiety about how to get into the leader's good graces that sleep eluded them entirely.

My leader, your leader, our leader belongs to us all!
We hold the leader close to our hearts, we live and breathe with him there!
In dream and in waking, the leader dwells in our very soul!
Leader, leader, we want you, we want to live embracing you to our chest!
We can go without food, if only the leader keeps us in his heart!
Leader, to have you is our joy, we will give our lives with a smile!

Posters and banners festooned with such verses covered the entire city and the venue of assembly.

Then suddenly everyone saw it: the leader had arrived with his wife. No one had known beforehand that the leader's wife would come. He had deliberately surprised his beloved workers this way.

The workers were not to be outdone. These eager beavers quickly knocked together some fresh banners. On them, in large letters:

My wife, your wife, the leader's wife is our wife too!
We hold the leader's wife close to our hearts, we live and breathe with her there!
In dream and in waking, the leader's wife dwells in our very soul!
Wife, wife, we want you, we want to live embracing the leader's wife to our chest!
We can go without food, if only the leader's wife keeps us in her heart!
The leader's wife, to have you is our joy, we will give our lives with a smile!

The workers gripped the banners firmly in their hands and surged right up in front of the stage. There was quite a scramble—who could position themselves at just the right distance to catch the leader's eye first? By any means necessary, the leader had to see them.

In his attempt to surprise his workers, the leader found himself doubly surprised by what his wife was witnessing.