By Nazlan Ertan
The pause breaks in a week, as pauses always do:
Washington and Riyadh strike Iraq anew.
Telegram’s Durov charged in Moscow, a warrant freshly signed,
While Iran rebuilds its defenses, one missile at a time.
France and Spain burn through heatwave number four,
Fethiye had a scare, Kepez too, but held the shore.
Macron thanks Turkey in Turkish for the fire-fighters it sent;
Bet Erdoğan loves to hear this in French accent.
As Montenegro inches further in EU’s accession halls,
Turks who love Balkan routes fear new visa walls.
Etimesgut, Üsküdar mayors taken before the sun was high,
Davutoğlu shuts his party, trades strategic depth for moral sigh.
The women's volleyball team beats Brazil, four sets to one,
Vargas named the best when the whole thing's done.
Guterres flies to Cyprus for dinner and talks,
Same table, same sides; but finally a plan that rocks?
PS: Greece, having claimed the horon, the kemençe too,
Now wants Laz böreği; Ankara says, 'that's low, even for you.'
