In Gelendzhik
In Gelendzhik, beside the ancient Sea of Zalpa, there
sits a secret palace,
Home to the soulless evil demon, sorely regarded for
all his wicked malice.
Beware! The self-proclaimed prince of darkness, who
would dwell within,
Be wary of the illegitimate leaders last retreat,
wherein he hides his sins!
Set at the end of the river of extortion, where all
the dirty money flows,
The top-secret place, where all the stolen wealth, of
the Russian people goes.
Proceeds extorted from poor people’s pockets, stolen
before their very eyes,
Fortunes covertly embezzled, lifted by his
light-fingered servants in disguise.
Great riches robbed, from other regions, and countries
round the globe,
For the wickedest oligarch, a malevolent monster, clad
in the finest robe.
In silk from the orient, and the finest fibers,
fleeced from furry critters,
Mohair and cashmere, especially bred, in the lands of
whitebait fritters.
The world’s finest wines, food fit for a greedy king,
or a narcissistic tsar,
Canned borscht, beef stroganoff, solyanka, shchi,
ukha, and briny caviar.
It is Putin’s lair, the point of escape, where the
evil despot plans to stay,
The extravagant place, of clandestine retirement, to
end his wicked ways.
Built on the blood and sweat of others, terrible
torture, misery, and pain,
Great rooms tiled in imported marble, placed with
scant regard of disdain.
Solid silver n gold, in great abundance, and vaults,
full of precious stones,
Priceless relics and paintings, pilfered from museums,
and people’s homes.
Safely hidden in Gelendzhik, entrenched beneath, the
baren rock and trees,
Concealed in the solid bunker complex, behind rocky
cliffs, and rugged scree.
Constructed with solid reinforced concrete, buried way
below the ground,
A fortified sanctuary, where an evil nest of nasty
criminals, will be found.
The Hague has another place, where with his henchmen,
he will stay a while,
Once from all their hiding places, they have been routed and sent to trial!
Written By: Alan.Clark@WW1POET (May 2023)
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