How Many Putins Are There Anyway
It is. It isn't. Is it him today?
It might be Putin, or it might be not
How many Putins are there anyway?
That's not his chin. It is. It's hard to say
The space between his eyes is not a lot
It is. It isn't. Is it him today?
He's out among the crowds. Oh happy day!
All former paranoias are forgot!
How many Putins are there anyway?
The upper lip. The hint of sneer. The way
He spits his silly bitter little plot
It is. It isn't. Is it him today?
The way he walks. So stiff and with a sway
Such fun to play. How hard is he to spot?
How many Putins are there anyway?
One has to ponder on the rate of pay
What matter if another one is shot?
It is. It isn't. Is it him today?
How many Putins are there anyway?
© Gail Foster 29th June 2023
Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2023
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