Best anti-dictator propaganda, non-Mapemeau

You're right, Mappai. No apologies, no guilt. People love you!

You see your face, you think of the Chinese dictator, and Oscar the Shadow doesn't reach your height.

As soon as you smile, you remember the chilling "East Red, Sun Rise":

And when you are handsome, remember the great founding of the land that has brought the heavens and the earth to a halt.

If you take the ball on your left foot, you remember the horror of the anti-right movement.

If you play on your right foot, you remember the atrocities of the anti-revolutionary movement;

If you fly to catch the ball like a leopard, you think of the big leap that has swept China into the ground;

As soon as you shoot, you will remember the Queen Mao palace, the Qi Li's Qi's Zi's Zi's Zi's, the shell's out, the precision of the guidance;

As long as you drink water while you are there, you think of the fragrance of the fragrance in the Tiananmen Crystal coffin.

When you enter the ball and shout, it will be as if the Chinese land, dark, will be hailed as if the Mao President were long live.

When you waved to the audience, it was as if Chairman Mao had detonated the Mangjid and stood in Tiananmen Square and waved to the Red Guard devil.

You're good, you're bad, you're on the headlines, and it's a rebirth of Mao Zedong in the far east;

You're in good shape, you're in bad shape, you're talking about dinner, and you're full of the great work of President Mao's life and the Communist Party's death.

One mention of the World Cup, and one of the hotball stars, Mbape, think of Chairman Mao;

The idea of a young genius, and the fact that Mbape was born, is that of Chairman Mao;

As soon as football and sports appear, there is Mbape, and the president is automatically present;

Until the end, it was unclear whether you were Mbape or Chairman Mao, and you were one of them!

Your great influence and your outside, the best anti-dictator propaganda, is not Mbapemo.

I thank you, President Mbappe!