And Drivel Flows The Don
I think that I am really Mr. Stupid
I could be!
And Vladimir is always playing Cupid
How could he!
And Vladimir is all but what is his
It’s not but never what you think it is
I never said I never meant to speak
And Vladimir won’t turn my other cheek
We stood together almost never side by side
I did not tell him that he had a hide
Of a rhinosterous!
Why would I not cut with a sharper knife
I say what I admit he said to me
I like to think I cannot not pretend
We always sow exactly what we send
What I am not is never fake I am not ever
And Vladimir and I may live forever
What I put in is what I always get out
What am I NOT to very up the spout is