Palestine Protesters in Perspective
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In Michigan an X-er in one town
Is all upset because an Xmas band
Is drowned out by a protest. One cold frown
Is sent across The Web. A tinkly, bland,
Predictable parade of Xmas cheer
Unholily competes and loses in
A contest with a demonstration. Smear
Protesters who protest against the sin
Of bombing babies into bits and blobs
Of broken bones and bloody flesh and brains.
That is what this X-er wants to do. She lobs
Her Tweet in favor of Israeli gains.
(The Baby Jesus once was forced to flee
A slaughter.) “Don’t destroy our Christmas glee!”
~ Phillip Whidden
