Oh Joyous Days
Oh joyous days to Gaza where Israeli troops amass.
Their stated mission is the total smashing of Hamas.
But bombs and willie peter only make the hatred stronger.
I can't wait to see when they won't take it any longer.
"Mommy, what was Israel?" a child will someday ask.
"A dirty money grubbing Yank behind a silly mask."
Yanks, stay home and let the situation find its fix.
You just prolong the agony by jumping in the mix.
You say that you wish to see peace come to the Middle East?
That won't happen 'til the Zionists are all deceased.
If you're really in a rush to see this good thing happen
Make sure every son of Palestine recieves a weapon.
A contest entry
- Happy Christmas and New Year to the Dead of Gaza by Edna Sweetlove.
400 points, ended January 23, 14 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I thouhghtb this was rather good. The more people who puke at the thought of Israel and its murderous neonazi troops the happier I am.
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Sad warped thinking here...a Canadian eh? One of those sadly!
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Warped? Yucch. You Israelis get everywhere with your SICK EVIL warmongering.
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