Comic Relief 2

Walking to St. Petersburg
ready to cross the Atlantic
(idyllic routes is the preferred way I travel),
I text the powers that be
requesting the police,
the army and the navy seals to intervene
and evacuate my heart of all of those occupying it.
I need the space to plant a money tree;
I need the money to build a Summer Palace
next to the Winter Palace in St. Petersburg!

I hear, Vladimir is prone to colds...