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Russians Under Our Beds
For Our Special Prosecutors,
Who Guard and Guide Us
Oh, borscht! Those pesky Russkies under my bed
Were marching around all night, changing my votes
Beaming mysterious rays through my sleepy head
And snooping through my lesson plans and notes
They programmed my radio with Marx and Lenin
Plastered a poster of Putin to my wall
Sailed Admiral Kuznetzov across my linen
Layered a Petrograd accent over my Texas drawl
The special prosecutor says no further discussions –
Everything’s the fault of those perfidious Russians!
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