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Poem with probability = 0.999989229904SINGING IN MY REIGN
BY
VLADIMIR PUTIN
I'm singing in my reign,
Just singing in my reign
What a glorious feeling
I'm happy again.
I'm laughing at the West
So weak, such a pest.
I'm out of my funk
Crimea? Slam dunk!
Let NATO give chase
We'll pick up the pace
I'll strengthen my reign
I've a smile on my face
All threats are in vain
I'll never refrain
Just singin'
Singin' in my reign.
Poem with probability = 0.999978324865
I must admit I've been observing
The Wealthy are much more deserving,
Ninety nine percenters?
We're really low renters,
Whose gaucherie is quite unnerving.
We were not, alas, born to Wealth,
We got entitlements through stealth,
We're takers not makers
Oligarch heart breakers
And now we want care of our health.
Poem with probability = 0.997381273457
Boehner is a hard to please fellow
His feeling for Workers ain't mellow,
Backdating he's hating,
The Koch boys placating,
Entitlements do make them bellow!
Poem with probability = 0.982153640847
It has the Repubs in a tizzy
The lies they concoct make one dizzy,
Their retro point of view
Which they view with halloo,
Went out with the old time Tin Lizzy!
Poem with probability = 0.952029120764
The Soviet Union still haunts us,
Non Capitalism still taunts us,
Though it's gone down the drain
How else to explain,
The preoccupation that daunts us.
Poem with probability = 0.918055528794
A Queen is a Queen is a Queen,
Her wealth undeserved is obscene,
Good mother to Princes,
Princesses? One winces,
Her poor subjects? Many picked clean.
Poem with probability = 0.459868495481
Why so much hatred directed vto Meir Kin.
He was willing top give her the get.
It even says so in the article.
She wouldn't agree to it.
I want to know why she refused.
Poem with probability = 0.386902662564
If it was up to liberals the boy named Sue would not have had a gun.
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I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.
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