Sion serves the Jewish navy
Brussels sprouts in kosher gravy
As Zion books it’s longed for trip
To picnic in the Gaza Strip!
‘Oy vey’ the wives of Judah cry
‘Ye shouldst forsake yond ham on rye.’
When Sion’s son of Isis floats
Off Palestine’s beleaguered shore
Ham’s curse extends to all Shem’s boats,
Its carriers of death and gore.
Where West Point Lloyd in his diapers
Sucks the guns of Jewish snipers,
Shin Bet bodes in its epistles
Fatah’s fate with Hamas missiles!
The curse of Ham’s catastrophe
Involves the pruning of a tree.
From the Zwinger to the Shoah
A branch of pagan faith was lost
When a Pilgrim buggered Noah
In Tralfamadore’s holocaust.
Bombing hospitals is ceremony;
Jews waging war would be bare without it.
