I am not at all certain we should be interfering in a civil war between people who cheered as three thousand Americans burned to death when the towers came down.

 

 

How many now remember well

That morning when the towers fell

And Libyans ran in the streets to cheer

They cheered the mighty Arab host

Who killed the people they hate most

And hate the very things that we hold dear

So why are we to risk our sons

To try to save the very ones

Who cheered the deaths of thousands on that day

I say we let them all get shot

And leave their bodies there to rot

And whistle Yankee Doodle as they pray

 

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