I can’t understand why they hate us,
When it’s only A-rabs we shoot,
We thought they would no more berate us
Once Hitler and co got the boot.
The spectre we raise of gas ovens
Would once silence e-very critic,
And when they dared mention our covens
We’d scream: “You are anti-Semitic!”
But after the First Intifada
Some goyim got wise to our game,
And it’s grown increasingly harder
To exploit their stigma and shame.
So stuff them all, and world opinion,
We’ll do whatsoever we please,
For Gaza is Zion’s dominion,
Now Palestine, down on your knees!
June 1, 2010
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