VLADIMIR

VLADIMIR
(To the tune of, “Over There,” (WW I victory anthem) by George M. Cohan)

Vladimir, Vladimir.
You’ve been stoking the fires
Over here.
Trying to divide us.
To undermine us.
In every vote you interfere.

Let’s be clear. Over there.
Every vote is a joke
But not here.

You’re smiling wryly.
At Trump so slyly.
And you’ll never stop
‘Till we stop you
Vladimir.

Lyric © 2018 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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THAT’S WHY THE COUNTRY’S IN DEEP SHIT

T’S WHY THE COUNTRY’S IN DEEP SHIT
(To the tune of, “That’s Why the Lady is a Tramp,” by Richard Rodgers and Lorenz Hart)

Promising jobs that machines will usurp.
Thinks we’re Dodge City and he’s Wyatt Earp.
Doesn’t know Cairo from Prague or Antwerp.
That why the Country’s is deep-shit

Disavows reading, says he knows it all.
Waits by the hot-line for Putin to call.
Bridges are crumbling, he’s building a wall.
That’s why the Country’s in deep-shit.

Rash threats he’s aimed at mad Kim Jong Un.
That psychotic son.
Who spooks
With nukes.

The planet’s warming, with Trump coal’s a hit.
That’s why the Country’s in deep shit.

Lyric © 2017 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
All rights reserved