I’m “Oh My God!” for you, Assad, though
Adolf’s still my boy.
Signor’
Benito…? Neat! Though cats
call’d Castro never cloy.(Ceausescu…? You I’d rescue. Sure: my minions I’d deploy.)
I dig Duterte’s dastardlys and Erdogan’s
eclat.
Francisco faded wa-a-a-a-ay to soon. I loved
Gaddafi’s hat.(I’m into hats: my hair’s a hat.) Hussein’s hat’s where it’s at.
I’m mad for Idi. Such a sweetie! Uncle Joe,
as well.
The Jongs (-il, -un) and
Kraprayoon: you boyos bang my bell.Hey, Leonid! (I miss ya, kid – more since your big wall fell.)
My man Mugabe! (Hey, there, Bobby: keep
Zimbabwe swingy!)
My pal Nikita’s senoritas let you grab
their thingy!The two Okellos…? Lovely fellows. (Putin…? Cute, but clingy.)
Nguyen Ai Quoc…? Hey, Doc: you rock! Say!
Have you met Raul…?
Sese Seko’s on the take…? Oh, well: he’s
no one’s fool.Tafari (aka Selassie): that man’s born to rule.
The Urbans, Popes…? They weren't the dopes
some made 'em out to be.
Vargas…? Win…? Good friends you’ve been
– like mother’s milk to me.Nor can I say too much today about my buddy Xi.
Yo! Yayah Kahn! Yeah, you’re “me mon.” If you can’t do it, who…?
And Mao Zedong…? No, folks aren’t wrong:
I cherish chairmen, too.I'll so-o-o-o outdo ‘em all – and build that wall! – before I’m through!
