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Rus (A Love Song for Vlad)
Tune: “The Moose Song”

I have known Norsemen and Mongols and Celts,
Barbarians wearing naught else but their pelts,
Frenchmen and Spaniards, Muslims and Gauls;
Then I met a Russian with really big… shoulders.

Yes, he’s Rus, Rus; I love a Rus.
I’ve never met anyone quite like my Rus.
If you offer another and tell me to choose,
The other will always lose out to my Rus.

As a worldly woman, I’d venture to say
I’d conducted my trysts in a most discreet way
And I never have acted the doxy or slut
Till I gazed on my Rus and his fine Russian… eyes.

Yes, he’s Rus, Rus; I love a Rus.
I’ve never met anyone quite like my Rus.
If you bring me Mel Gibson, I’ll firmly refuse;
Braveheart himself can’t compare with my Rus.

I vowed I’d be single the rest of my life
And not met the man who could make me his wife.
But I knew I’d stay with him through thin and through thick
When I first saw my Rus and his great, massive… beard.

Yes, he’s Rus, Rus; I love a Rus.
I’ve never met anyone quite like my Rus.
He’s big and he’s gruff but he’s never obtuse.
I’ll never love anyone else but my Rus.

This is my tale and I swear it is true.
And now there is but one thing I must do:
To give thanks to the gods in both story and song
For my Russian true love and his wondrous… sense of humor!

Yes, he’s Rus, Rus; I love a Rus.
I’ve never met anyone quite like my Rus.
Some may find heaven with sheep, or a moose,
But I’ll look no further than my own dear Rus.

 

© Karen L.U. Kahan, 1992

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