It was much ado about [surplus] hot air.
And hell has no fury than the BURs [Belarus, Ukraine, Russian Federation] scorned [in Doha].
That was the case last week when Comrade Oleg threw the gauntlet and turned deaf to the collective plea of the world [parties they are called in Bonn].
And everyday as I walk to the bus stop, my love for Russia grew less.
And less as the empty halls screamed to negotiators in idle mode.
And less as I pondered on the work we could have done.
And less as I thought of the family I left behind.
And less as I have to endure each day of the gastronomic terrorism at the Maritim.
But here's some flowers for the BURs [read: boors] just the same.
And hell has no fury than the BURs [Belarus, Ukraine, Russian Federation] scorned [in Doha].
That was the case last week when Comrade Oleg threw the gauntlet and turned deaf to the collective plea of the world [parties they are called in Bonn].
And everyday as I walk to the bus stop, my love for Russia grew less.
And less as the empty halls screamed to negotiators in idle mode.
And less as I pondered on the work we could have done.
And less as I thought of the family I left behind.
And less as I have to endure each day of the gastronomic terrorism at the Maritim.
But here's some flowers for the BURs [read: boors] just the same.
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