That has a certain Dr Seuss lilt, Across.
Here, Texas, let me help you pack.
Do you need a ride to the airport? Shall I pack you a snack?
You don't want to be late, maybe you better leave for the airport right now!
Flight's at the gate – tatty-bye, we'll do fine, dear, somehow.
Yes take your best mate, don't be lonely, take Mitch of Moscow.
(Yy, I know it's not really funny and that dividing-and-conquering is the wet dream of entities hostile to the US, EU and Five Eyes.)