Time for talk is over now
Poke the bear but will not kow
Sanctions bite fight as one
Unite until the arrows gone
Eastward bound aten crusade
On the border weapons grade
How they long to milk it's bile
Cage it in a nuclear pile
Londinium the new carthage
Jerusalem just camouflage
Reincarnated as lion
Phoenicia becomes zion
While hannibal sits outside rome
Legions burn his punic home
(In the shadows vultures wait
Too early yet to take the bait)
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