Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah

Hello muddah, hello faddah,
Here I am at Besieged Gaza,
Gaza’s not so entertaining,
But they say it may improve if Hamas stops reigning

I went hiking with Rafeek,
He got shot and now can’t speak
You remember my pal Ahmed
He was killed by snipers in Operation “Cast Lead”

They won’t let in jam or buiscuits,
Goats or cattle, neither small chicks
Sweets and chocolates are forbidden
Tell me how’s a kid supposed to go on livin’?!?!

No, I don’t want this should scare ya,
But this place is a disaster area,
You remember my pal Fahdi,
They’re about to organize a searching party!

Let me out, oh muddah, faddah.
Let me out, I hate this Gaza,
Don’t leave me out in the Strip
Where, I could be target-killed from air

Let me out, I promise I will stay devout
And take care to not mess about
With anyone who likes Abbas
For we are all Hamas! (not….)

Dearest faddah, darling muddah,
How’s my precious little bruddah?
Is he still in the ICU
Due to bullets that split his liver into two

Wait a minute; Hamas stopped reigning,
We’ve got gas and we’ve got saline,
Playing soccer, gee that’s better,
Muddah, faddah, kindly disregard this letter!


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