Fly the Friendly Spies

I could be a stupid person and then not accept a plane
that has been offered up for nothing – turn it down? I’d be insane!
I’m quite certain that this offer’s made without a string attached;
there’s no quid pro quo, or tit-for-tat, or scheme that’s being hatched.

This is just a friendly gesture from my buddies in a land
that is misunderstood – it’s not a place where terrorism’s fanned.
It’s a chance for me us to take charge of a well-appointed jet,
that I’m certain can be made secure with very little sweat.

Now, the country this will come from, I believe, rhymes with “guitar,”
so when I laud them with praise, the way I say it is, “kuh-TAR.”
Any words that come from my mouth always emanate like butter…
(even though the proper way to say this country’s name is “CUT-ter”).

There’s no ethical dilemma here, according to Pam Bondi
(who recalls being a lobbyist for things Qatari fondly).
This big plane gets off the ground due to the famed Bernoulli’s lift.
And you know what else is taking off? The flagrance of my grift.