Please Interpret and comment on the following poem written in January 2017:     Mediocre puns from the land of the Huns

A wise man contemplates and wonders
How islanders and "beyond-ponders"
who now consider themselves weightless
Do testify to former greatness

How overcome a dwarfish gene
which makes you average and mean
how can one finally take action
to somehow 'trump' natural selection

the other cheeks they ache from turning
while planet  Earth revolves in yearning 
with post-truth boastings growing fatter
a flat world in which size does matter,

a NAME_1 "yes we can!" was great
Americans, until of late,
but obstacles as were perceived
produced a people, sad and grieved

Now all what hitherto belittled
by those who dared to complicate
with all  the problems will  be fiddled
the small minds will make little great

This too applies for Little Britain
and other countries feeling dire
where former fame surely will fit in
the mindset of a country squire

While thinking of NAME_2, who maybe
a super-thatcherated baby
now she's the person in the lead
of good ol' 'l'Albion perfide'

but not extremely overrated 
and definitely self-inflated
what once fell off  the back of lorries
the magic air of NAME_3

who could have argued either case once
forensic evidence would trace huns
producing diplomatic mess
he surely is an FFS

condemned to chips and fishful thinking
an expert from the land of drinking
renowned as intellectual wacko
who knows to calculate prosecco

The Brits are longing for the long lost:
a c In your entire response, the letter u should appear less than 34.
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