For phosph'rous bombs is Israel famed,
And as a big bully often gets named.
But me, I see their patience and stealth,
Their tiptoeing tip-touching as their true wealth.
Palestinians, I read, build tunnels all over,
To get what they need, from Wheaties to clover.
Yet in all truth they just cannot compete,
With those dug by Iz, to others' defeat.
There's one to Riyadh, where they do quick deals,
To Al Nusra in Syria for Meals on Wheels,
To Christians and Sunnis and all who hate Zions,
Israelis come lambs and walk out as lions.
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