Boris hugged me when we met
jumping up outside the Kremlin,
Gorbo-chief who’d love to get
a jump on time, why just stuff that in-
side your hat and, jumping gremlin,
say I’m weary, say I’m sad,
say both ‘News’ and ‘Truth’ forget me,
let doctors say I’m mad, but add
Boris hugged ere Gor-be-got me!
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