Obama Gets Osama

They stood and they cheered

And pointed and jeered

As if they got rid of

Everything that they feared

 

“It may take us ten

It make take some more

We’ll get him,” they said

“We’ll settle the score!”

 

They praised our forces

With “Sure!” and “Of courses!”

We all had a plan

Our eyes on the man!

Our wisdom, our skill

All led to the kill!

 

And now we forget

The sweat and the fret?

And think that it’s gone

The terrorist threat?

 

They’ll smash down one weasel

A new one shall pop

Does anyone think

That this madness shall stop?

 

But until the next one

We’ll beat our chest

And rant and then rave

America‘s best!

 

Oh how we forget

With these sort of things

That Someone upstairs

Is pulling the strings

 

And though we may shine

And think it’s our day

There’s always tomorrow

Just don’t stop to pray

 

That all of his ilk

Shall just fade away

And peace will descend

Upon us one day

As Moshiach Tzidkeinu

Will soon come our way