The little dog was not fussed
His master was mad but nonplussed
Screaming obscenities at the crossing crowd
While pushing a pram of recycled stuff
Smoking a butt in a vanishing white puff
Making a trotting mutt so most proud
The master was saving the whole planet
On such important business taking a bet
For the mad ruler of the universe in Tel-Aviv
Was killing an inferior race he led us to believe
Starving kids
Bombing mothers
Shooting fathers
Murdering brothers
Assassinating others
Bulldozing for quids
Only a mad cat would befriend such a crappy rat
With a circumcised dick and a little round hat
Such humans hope god Yahweh will love them
More than most chosen as they create mayhem
On their ruthless way to dying Jerusalem. Amen