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take him out!
poem for Putin
take him out
that could lower the volume
ratchet things down a bit
a turn around the ballpark to settle
he needs some harmless little adventure
nothing the neighbours have to hear
wash the blood off
get a fresh perspective
take him out
to the pictures
broaden horizons
or out of the picture altogether
he seems so far away already
but there must be a distance that’s safe
birthday
anniversary
make it a special occasion
invite his favourite saints
yes, he’s ‘special’
and loves his sanctions
look at the way he snaps and growls
and keeps that poker face
and you have to tell him
but aren’t they all?
think of millions of mothers everywhere
so proud of their sons
who’d love to have him
taken out
and see their sons again
you can always use a short leash
something strong
he’s a pet
so you just have to
take him out
it’s true that history led us here
and we’ve over-consumed
but this kind of character
could be taken out with the garbage
I’m sure we can afford to take him out
it needn’t be anything very expensive
though there’s fifteen years gaol
for his name in vain
have you noticed the signs of deification?
when he shifts cheek to cheek
the ground trembles
he’s been tearing the wings off flies again
his finger on the button
makes everybody shaky
he’s running around with that cap gun
he’s ‘strong man’
everyone has to surrender
sometimes it’s the silent treatment
that could be imminent invasion
missiles ready, off we go
a man must make a mark
so distant
no one sits down with him
I don’t know if he can even hear us
the table’s just so long
do everyone a favour
and please take him out
and some generals and some oligarchs
they could join the party too
… but once you get started on the invitation list
… better leave out archdukes
or end up where we’ve been before
better just take him out
go the zoo
to the beach
some ice fishing
maybe even take a cold shower
all that grudge and bad feeling
he needs a break
always comes in bloody
how to get that boy in the bath?
take him out
to see a show
maybe Pussy Riot?
you can see from his face
and his gruff manner
he hasn’t had a holiday
for quite some time
take him for a little trip
it’s an old KGB thing
no need to hurry back
fishing hunting that sort
a boy needs to play
this one’s at the end of his tether
feels like a caged beast
take him out
for a picnic
he could meet the other bears
play pin the tale
and blind man’s buff
there’s hide n seek
where we all run off
he’d probably like to just be a statue
seems to have lost touch
remember his Uncle Ras?
he was too serious too
best take him to the professionals
a lovely lie down on the couch
‘and how long have you been
thinking you’re czar?’
it’s no fun for a boy
growing up KGB
you never know whom you can trust
he’s nearly seventy
he could retire!
we could take him out for a ‘this is your life!’
maybe to a dance
not one of those grand balls
anyway, cities are mainly on fire
I know it’s not everyone’s
favourite way to spend
an afternoon or an evening
but I can’t stand the noise and the smoke
in the house
would someone please
just take him out
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