| Nursery Rhyme[1] |
| How arrogant is the Englishman of whatever creed or hue who avers the Arab native is inferior to the Jew[2] |
| How Blinkened the American And all that he can see is a Disneyfied Holy Land through Judeao-Christian lunacy[3] |
| How ugly is the German with his foolish liberal pride He’s got a new set of stories but still commits genocide |
| How insane is the Israeli now that history’s put him here He builds his walls and mows his lawns in brute anger and red fear |
| How deceitful the Iranian and what a hypocrite Instead of liberating Palestine he forces Syria to submit |
| How corrupt the craven Arabs the dictators bound for hell[4] The blood of us is on their hands Our souls is what they sell |
[2] See Winston Churchill et al.
[3] Or ‘through Judeao-Christian lunettes’
[4] The author is too humble an agnostic to claim to know the actually destined destination of the dictators. ‘Hell’ here, then, as may or may not be the case there, in the afterlife, acts as a metaphor rather than a literal fact
