In the Middle East the crisis grows,
A brooding evil lurks and knows.
The Devil's Legion craft their plot,
For truth they do not give a jot.
The danger menaces us all,
In recent days it is not small.
The greedhead scum do plot and scheme,
Toward killing is their natural lean.
For peace our hope does slowly wane,
A Furtive Power will be our bane.
God damn all those who go along,
Their foul reward will not last long.
Those swine who lord it over us,
For traitor's pay betray our trust.
Sly minions of a foreign power,
They'll stab our backs in fateful hour.
Hypocrisy's their middle name,
For bribes they play their dirty game.
On Persia they place canting blame,
Nuke-armed they seem quite without shame.
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