Why is Egypt a third world country? Why is the entire Arab world so backward it could not, without outside help, pour a concrete patio? Why has nothing of any value, except for the oil sitting beneath its sand, ever come out of the Arab world? An Egyptian friend explained how it was all someone else’s fault.

 

 

My friend said, Walt

It’s not our fault

The fault is Alexander’s

He stole our land

And gave us sand

And camel trail meanders

Then Cleo ran

That Caesar man

And after that came Nappy

But Brits said Hey

That ain’t no way

To make those Wogs all happy

Then Rommel came

And played his game

Till he ran out of panzers

And had to run

Chased by a ton

Of Kingi Georgi’s lanzers

From pyramid

To great El Cid

This was a land of greatness

A Pharaoh’s smile

A houri’s guile

But now the hour’s lateness

Compels us all

To heed the call

For throwing out Mubarak

And that is why

I simply sigh

And wish it were you Barack

 

 

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