Russian Wolfhound
Putin beat his old wolfhound so bad
Just for looking tired or scared or sad!
So the pooch smashed his best vodkas,
ate his borscht, blinzas and latkas
Then howled: Cri-me-a-River Vlad!
Nostrovia!
translation: Let's get drunk!
Copyright © Robert Gorelick | Year Posted 2022
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