The issuing of Pardons is a presidential perk;
even when that president is nothing but a jerk.
Perhaps he thinks St. Peter at the Pearly Gates will wink
at his indiscretions and let him into heaven slink.
An autocrat like Mr. Xi
frolics like a lamb, you see,
when at first he comes along --
singing that old siren song
of detente and sweet accord,
then from scabbard pulls a sword;
Chops some heads and stomps on treaties,
telling us "Go eat your Wheaties!"
Something about drinking beer
keeps the sipper from much fear.
Corona is imbibed with ease,
despite the rumor of disease;
when it comes to alcohol
you can't discourage us at all!
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