A poetic comment on Charlie Hebdo's bad manners with Islam.

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Just as "Polack" troubles a Pole,

And "kike" and "spic" will take their toll,

And picking a nose in public is crappy,

And "Fire!" in theaters makes all unhappy,

Charlie H. should really come off it,

And leave Islam alone with its Prophet.

The face of The Man, neither here nor there,

Has no news value, not hide nor hair.

His ideas may indeed seem odd,

But expect no less from men of God.

From any cover it's easy to doff it,

So leave Islam alone with its Prophet.

We know dear Charlie loves to provoke,

And watch from proud ears arise the smoke,

But Muslims are through with taking our guff,

And the Prophet's face is old-news enough,

So roll that one up under the soffit,

And leave Islam alone with its Prophet.

No, Charlie got no just dessert,

As this attack did nothing assert,

But to let our leaders stick out their chests

And raise that old cry, "Freedom of Press!"

Though news execs all love high profit,

Let's leave Islam alone with its Prophet.

For small and slight is civilization,

All the thinner for globalization.

And like the sparrow with the owl,

We all must get on cheek by jowl.

So Charlie, though you love to scoff it,

Just leave Islam alone with its Prophet.

Authors Website: http://www.philipkraske.com

Authors Bio:

For a recording of this poem, go to my website: http://www.philipkraske.com/kraske-fiction/