I thought the American people would enjoy some of the pictures I've had taken by a camera in China, Beijing Olympics.
I was nervous at first, so I hid behind some flowers.
Some of the Chinese peoples didn't seem to like Americans.
It was a little scary. Lots of Chinese yelling thing s at me I didn't understand.
But, then, I ran into Putin. We disguised ourselves as Chinese peoples.
Putin's looking at me kinda funny in this picture.
But I didn't want to give us away, so I let him stare at me for a while.
Nobody knew I was American.
I grabbed this Chinese fella and told him
I was the President of the United States of America.
I told him to take me a safe place in the land of the Rising China.
He didn't like me at first, I don't think. I think I tore his suit.
Turns out he was some kinda fella from the Chinese government,
so I gave him my secret, Presidential handshake.
I think he liked it.
This Chinese guy and I went to the games, finally!
Their national anthem is sung in Chinese.
I didn't understand it.
I don't understand China languages.
But I understand they liked their country and freedom.
After that, I missed the United States of America,
so I held up a tiny flag and thought about all the great things
about the United States of America
and how I was blessed to live in a such a great country
and not in the land of the Chinese. I cried.
Watching the games gave me a great idea. I though I'd go bike riding.
I got out of all that fancy stuff. Mission accomplished. He he!
I rode all the way back to the United States of America. I rode to Crawford, Texas.
I rode and rode like Forrest Gump!
Then I rode back to China. I must have ridden for a couple of hours. I wasn't even tired.
When I got back, I met this bald Chinese waiter fella.
Couldn't understand a word he said, but I think he liked me a lot!
We became the best of friends.
My daughter convinced me to go back to the games.
She said I should since I'm the President,
so I had a few Chinese beers,
and the games seemed pretty fun after that.
Having fun in China. It's OK,
but it's not the great United States of America.
After the games,
I was still a little tipsy, so I sang...
Let the eagle soar.
God bless America Americans!
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