A Never-Ending Battle



If anything it's they
who are occupying
our homeland that they have no business
being in.

I would say it's a rogue
state, except it's not really a state.
It's not anything.
It doesn't exist.
Population? What are you
talking about?
2.5 million did you say?
Yeah, but they don't really count.
Do you count ants, individually?

They need culling
If they live like animals in gangs
and herds,
they can't expect not
to be slaughtered -d'you get me?

And 2.5 million -
on one strip of land?
It's disgusting-they breed like rabbits-
and then they act like the world
owes them a living

What is everyone bellyaching about?
They're sitting on top of
the juiciest land;
the primest cuts,
they don't even appreciate it
my friend;
they've got some balls,
sucking the Fertile
Crescent dry,


It's Canaan's Land-
always has been
or didn't you ever read the Bible
you schmuck or are you just
a Philistine?


It's the Chosen Land they're
overrunning like
cockroaches.
Lieberman's  right.
Best to drown 'em all
in the Red Sea-
all in one go.

The Land of Milk
and Honey-you read about
that in school, right my friend,
they're bleeding it dry
with their seven kids each
or is it eleven? Anyway, and
their pregnant womenfolk
ready to pop another one any minute
trailing behind them like
the servile dumbasses that they are,
and their ancient relatives
clinging on
like some kind of tribe?

And when you try to pop one he bobs up again
like a fairground shooting alley.
They don't have any pride,
these people, living in ramshackle stone huts
like so much human litter
degrading the place.


They're probably spreading diseases
with their filthy sewage overflowing and their
inbreeding. Right now, they're
probably spreading all kinds of shit
to our people.


You give them an inch
and they'll take a mile-
best to confiscate
the things they'll
just squander
best to wall them in
where we can
keep an eye on them.
Best to wall them out too.
in case they infect us with
God knows what- or we have to
hear their craven,
raving prayers and their wailing
banshee mumbo jumbo.


They'd kill you as soon
as look at you.
It's the kids you've
got to watch-like a hawk
They may have a stoopid flower in their
hand, and a smile on their stupid faces
but don't let that fool you- they're wild.
Loco. We've seen them used
as human shields
when we have to
batter down the doors
of their Goddam huts
to prise them out of their shells-

You know-just how low can you go buddy?


And you know what?
You can kick
down their flimsy tents
like a pack of cards -they'll all
go up again the very next day.


They're hard faced and thick-skinned
these people;
They're like Hydras, my friend;
you cut one head
off and ten more spring up-


Oi Vey, I tell you;
It's a never-ending battle.