"I won't deny that he's a tyrant..."

I won’t deny that he’s a tyrant,

But have you seen him on a horse?!

Those bulging muscles, made of iron,

Would put Obama on all fours.

The murder? It was provocation,

To smear the Kremlin wall with blood.

Just learn to use imagination –

A million reasons to get shot!

Those still alive are all in fetters, -

He doesn't revel in the win, -

He takes his time composing letters

To empathize with next of kin…

He’ll take us all under his wing, -

Did you not hear me? - that's an order!

The country’s standing on the brink –

And he's the man to move us forward!