They were lowly

There was a young lady from Berwick
Whose boyfriends rotated on merit
Some flew up high
Far into the sky
Down here she was left with

There was a young doctor called Perc
Who very often felt thirsty
He had diabetes
As he eate too many sweeties
Or maybe it was based just on hearsay

In Kenya our soldiers roast beef
Was men who were captured and beat
They cooked them quite slowly
Like Christ they were holy
Their flesh was both godly and swee

In Palestine once there was peace
And plenty of tourists to fleece
The Temple burned down
Jerusalem doomed

The vultures flew over like geese

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