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There was a Russian – he was red of hair,
And all the little children he did scare.
He said he’d slash all regulation
And that he’d divide the nation
From the neighbours – build a border wall.

The Russian said he’d make the nation great.
The children said that sounded much like hate.
He said he’d get the country moving,
Create jobs and start improving
All the people’s lives from short to tall.

The children feared the Russian and his schemes.
They saw as nightmares all his lofty dreams.
They didn’t like the way he tweeted,
Said that he must be defeated –
“Fire the big red Russian!” was the call.

The Russian said he didn’t understand.
He thought himself the saviour of the land.
Still the children, they would hound him,
Till investigation found him
Not to be a Russian after all.