Blinken, Biden, and the Blob
Blinken, Biden, and the Blob took fright
But they knew just what to do.
They’d run enough ads and start enough fads
Until they had scared you too.
“Where are you going, and what do you wish?”
The old moon asked the three.
“We have come to Iran for a magic dish
“For we must own the China Sea.
“Our golden gun will starve Venezuela
“Into democracy!”
Said Blinken, Biden, and the Blob.
The old moon laughed and sang a song,
As they rocked in their
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