IN THE UKRAINE
(To tune of the lead-in to the song, Isn’t it a Pity by George & Ira Gershwin)
Why do we rattle
sabers for a battle,
they’ve fought for centuries?
Sounding weak and foolish.
Saying “do what’s right,”
to Russia, when it’s not our fight
Scolding the Kremlin
when they know, we’ll let them win.
How to waste our clout?
Stand on a soapbox, shout
“Your conduct, we’re not pleased about.”
Your motives? We’ve not figured out.
(To tune of, At the Ballet by Marvin Hamlisch & Edward Kleban from Broadway show “A Chorus Line”)
Meanwhile, everything’s as usual in the Ukraine
Corruption is the mainstay of its gov.
Yes, everything’s as usual in the Ukraine
Vodka is the curative they love.
Now ask: would Plato
tell Kiev to join NATO?
Auguring the fear
of a dangerous Russian bear.
Why’d we stick our nose in?
Why’d we interfere?
When the outcome always has been clear?
Meanwhile, everyone’s applauding at the Kremlin
Crimea’s part of Russia, no suspense.
Putin’s sipping Champagne at the Kremlin.
Obama’s scowl is the only consequence.
Lyric © by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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