Soviet Jet

Soviet Jet Soviets are like mosquitoes Always there in the environment There’s no escape from them They get in your head So they rule you remorsessly By power of paranoia A bite is a bullet An infection is a bomb A disease is a nuclear blast Mosquitoes are Russians Russians are mosquitoes Waiting to be eradicated By a superior power Always ready for war Endless circle of deceit Mosquito flight round you Looking for an opening To attack you While you sleep The Russian way Keep you off guard Then get you But not if we strike And drain their pond Spray them with insecticide So they never breed again No more Novichok Or nukes or bio weapons Finally we are safe Except from our own FECKING PARANOIA!!! from Side of the Hill – Varied Poems... Nick Armbrister