MUSICAL CHAIRS
Somewhere in the multiverse, Infinite possibilities abound. Let's say, you're a secret admirer of one, Vladimirovich, Why reinvent the wheel? You feel young, You have a legacy to secure, A multi-billion business to protect, And a nagging mum who keeps dropping hints, That power is not for dishing out! The constitution only allows for a two-term presidency, But you have a plan! So, you recruit your friend Dmitry, To hold shop for a jiffy, As you bend the rules, just a little bit ... You know Russians and their short memories, Just like Kenyans, A few shots of cheap vodka will erase their collective memory. So, after a brief 5-years hiatus on the fringes of power, You're back at the Kremlin! This story reminds me of someone, That weirdo called Niccolò. He said, to never outshine the master. Fear and insecurity will not be rewarded. Who knew, watermelons had a niche? Long live the King!