MY DEAR
MR HUSSEIN
Well, my dear Mr Hussein, don’t you know that you’re a real
bargain,
you are a right royal prize in a ten bob suit.
We all love you and we call you “Sir!”
You set off conflicts like we set off fireworks
but that doesn’t matter ’cause your countrymen are worthless
in your bloated eyes.
Some call you The Butcher but we call you Saddam the Mad One
and we know that you are crazy.
Soon our bombs will fall
giving our arms industry a boost
and our pilots a shooting gallery as the Gulf War
explodes into bloody violence.
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