If I could catch the thieving critter,
Who stole my sense of humour,
I'd kick him in the you know whats,
And leave his gloom much doomer!
I think I found your theiving bliter Someone Putin pinched your humour? I'd lock him up all tied in knots, But his doom is in the Duma!
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I would like to translate this poem
Ha-ha-ha. Fits my mood exactly this morning. Enjoyed it. Adeline