(If you don’t know the song from GYPSY, "Everything's Coming Up Roses,” by Jule Styne and Stephen Sondheim, listen to Bette Midler’s version on YouTube. Then try singing this poem to the melody.)
We can all see… The truth is so clear, people. It's not just a smear, people. It's what we should fear. Oh, people,
Like two peas In a pod Such a friendship might seem rather odd. As for us, We can see, People, all roads lead clearly to Putin.
Business deals Or *** tapes? Microphones hidden in drapes? So bizarre… We can see, People, all roads lead clearly to Putin.
They're going strong now. What could be their desire? Putin knows how He'll make the president kowtow.
Will Trump lift Sanctions soon? Will both keep on singing in tune? Just you wait And you’ll see Who is whose Devotee. It's strange to watch the two talk crook to crook. People, all roads lead clearly to Putin wherever we look.
They contrive this Situation at hand. We'll survive this; Maybe we'd better archive this.
Putin wants In Ukraine To make it part of Russia's domain. Where this goes, Who can tell? Doesn't this Ring a bell? 'Cause they know every trick that's in the book. People, all roads will lead us to true Russian meddling; All roads will lead to the White House’s cover-ups; All roads lead Trump to just one place without a doubt; ALL ROADS LEAD CLEARLY TO PUTIN WHEREVER WE LOOK!