. .                          Dear God

                 Mediterranean to the left
                     Muslims to the right

                      Latani to the north
                Red Sea south, is in sight

          You have broken your promise God
                 This is not the land of Nod

             Where is all the milk and honey
          Gold and silver and endless money

             We all want to make a change
         You know, Israel for a fair exchange.

                                Dear Jew

             But you are hated by everyone
             So finding a place will be no fun

       You're seen as the epitome, of vilest evil
  Some say you're possessed, even by the Devil

          I know I’m God and can do all things
  But when you’re mentioned, a death knell rings

  St Brendan suggested that I build you an Island
         Out in the Atlantic, "but not near Ireland"

      Leave it with me, but if you don’t hear back
     Make friends with Hamas and have the Craic.