The Donald and Russi cat went to sea
In a beautiful pee’d in boat
They took some money and much fake honey
Wrapped up in a four dollar note
The Russi cat looked up at the stars above
And sang to a small balalaika
Oh lovely Donald, oh Donald my love
These sanctions we just don’t a lika
Oh what silly sanctions they are, they are
What silly sanctions they are.
Donald said to the Russi cat, ‘You elegant beast’
How charmingly non-Muslim you sing
Oh let us be married, too long we have tarried
But what shall we do for a ring?
They sailed away for a year and a day
To the land where the Bung tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring in the end of his nose, his nose
With a ring in the end of his nose
Dear pig have you scruple to sell for one rouble.
Your ring? Said the piggy ‘I will’
So they took it away and were married next day
In the Turkey with only the Kurds in the way
Only the Kurds in the way.
They dined on pork mince
And slices of quince
Which they ate with a runcible spoon
And hand in hand on the edge of the sands
They danced to the light of the moon, the moon
They danced to the light of the moon, the loons
They danced to the light of the moon