Bibi the Barbarian Comes to Call

[yankeedoodle]

             Bibi the Barbarian Comes to Call
                 a poem by Yankee Doodle

Bibi the barbarian,
says that we and
you - the US - can
go bomb Iran.

Bibi's coming to DC,
so that everyone will be,
on board with the plot,
about which he's so hot.

If you Congressmen will stop,
acting like rabbits that hop,
up and applaud when I speak,
about the plot I'll give you a peek.

Hey, we're pals, right?
And you're all very bright,
so you know it's true,
Israel stands with you.

You - the US - are just so fit,
but we, in Israel, we've been hit,
with constant barrages of rockets,
that give our timid people fits.

So we're asking for your help, your might,
we'll stand with - behind is "with", right? -
you as you go into the bloody fight,
that expands our territorial right.

We want Iran - it's our right,
we've got documents that we might,
share with you to prove it's true,
but remember, we want to fight, not sue.

Because blood and destruction, that's our wish,
about the Brits they say revenge is a dish,
best eaten cold, but we don't concur,
cold nourishment just makes us go brrr.

We shiver with disgust at the very idea,
reptiles need warmth that make us be a
ruthless and aggressive group by  nature,
so please, Congress, do not demure.

It's your duty, Congress, to help us out,
You know we love you, there's no doubt.
Have we ever failed to tell you so?
We require a "yes" vote, never a "no".

"Yes" to war for our cause,
to hell with those who talk about laws,
we've got lawyers, you know it's true,
if you don't vote "yes", we might just sue!

Dershowitz is ready, you know it's true,
he's at Harvard, where he watches you,
and knows what to do, if he must,
about that, you can trust.

So, to war, to war, you must go,
and don't you dare dare vote "no",
love and kisses, America, as I depart,
I'm Bibi the barbarian, and you're in my heart.