I was very ill today. Late poem.
I guess a lot occurred the other day.
Obama and the Brotherhood began
To talk of a relationship. The man
Was heavily accosted in a fray
That simmered in the comments of the piece
Announcing what, as far as I could see,
Was basic US foreign policy
(Befriend away, but never give release
To harm our interests). A moment more,
And rockets from the Sinai came to rest
In Israel, while the Right has thought it best
To call Barack on speeches given for
To call the Court on verdicts. It is grim,
Today, and how unlucky to be him.
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