The Russian Wolf

I sense a feel of panic in the air As if the Ark is not quite waterproof I wonder if we’d welcome Tony Blair To the poor this life was rarely fair But now it seems unreal, is it a spoof? I sense a piece of Putin in the air I am looking in the mirror at my hair It looks like Boris Johnson’s but more louche I wonder if we’d dye old Tony Blair’s The Russian wolf is licking his rich fur He’s happy Britain’s weakened with fake truth I feel a sense of monsters near, oh dear. Putin won his Trump with that strange hair Now it’s cyber warfare on the hoof Will he soon take Leave from Tony Blair? The Russians in Crimea are still there The Ukraine weeps because we did not care I sense a feel of Russia in the air I wonder if they’ll fragment us and tea