So Pootie Poot has won again
The Russian Tsar is smiling
The O is like a boy ‘mong men
Concessions he’s a-piling
The missile shield will never work
He claims with so much bluster
And since there’s darkness and much murk
I’ve used my strength to muster
Our allies and our foes alike
To sit around a table
And ask the Persians not to strike
At least not till they’re able
And we all know the reason why
The missile shield’s not needed
When Persian missiles start to fly
Towards Europe who’ve not heeded
All warnings of impending doom
From Persian radiation
The US will have little room
Avoiding degradation
So I agree with Pootie Poot
That Europe is a goner
And after that we’ll split the loot
And have our peace with honor