President George W. Bush once claimed to have looked into the eyes of Vladimir Putin and found a friend he could trust, a friend of freedom and of the United States. President Bush even had a pet name for him: Pootie Poot. I have to believe the pet name has changed Mr. Putin’s good opinion of freedom and the United States, assuming he ever had those good opinions. But if he did, would you want the most powerful man in the world calling you Pootie Poot? Especially if you thought you were pretty powerful yourself? I thought not. Calling the man Pootie Poot was a mistake, and we are now paying for it. Fortunately for Putin, he has found an American president he can bully, and he is doing so, much to his apparent delight. Demanding that we stab our friends the Poles and Czechs in the back by canceling the missile shield is only the beginning.
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 nukes and missiles
We’ll send Iran after each boom
Some strong and sharp epistles
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