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Saturday 28 December 2013

Arab Spring

We've blown old Libya all to crap,
While media spout a lot of pap
About an Arab Spring.
This story has a falsehood ring,
As covertly they weapons pour
Into Syria's sea of gore.
The Arabs are having the kind of Spring
That feels like bitter Winter.

When Arab youth rebel and riot
Our leaders think that's fine;
When British youths do just the same,
They're called disloyal swine.

Why are we told we should be pleased
By an Arab world in flames?
The Tory bloodlust's not appeased,
They keep on shouting blame
And threatening intervention.

The Arab population's grown
So fast it takes away your breath.
Malignant neighbours study this,
And want to see mass death.

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