Friday, July 13, 2018

Gestures

I think they like ME in the UK from what I can tell
MY trip to jolly old England is going very well
Great crowds are massed in every street, they’re sprouting like mushrooms
And overhead to honor ME they’re flying big balloons.

The screaming when I drive by has been deafening to hear
While gestures (ALL of love, no doubt) upon their hands appear
I was warned England would be angry if I dared show up
From what I see this place loves ME, I’m just their tea of cup.

Just like in Brusselsprout before where I set the whole pace
By hijacking some boring meetings to their plans erase
I acted like a father should when disciplining children
And thanks to ME NATO’s now Great (details to be filled in).

Telling “Europe” where it has gone wrong is MY new goal
I put them down for their own good and MY virtues extoll
Just like King Midas all I’m touching that was crap’s now gold
I’m sure that’s why they’re cheering ME and flashing gestures bold.

I like it here in “Europe” because they ALL love ME so
No one has had to tell ME that, it’s something I just know
Despite the fact they’re foreigners and thus not to be trusted
Their gestures, screams, and balloons prove their love for ME’s not busted.

13 July 2018

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