1-Thank you for Miss Manners
2-Ode to the Misery Channel
3-Sorry to hear you got caught hiking in Iran
4-Sorry to hear you were wiped out by a Drone
5-Thank you for Mein Summer Kamph
6-Ode to the Mexican restuarant
7-Thank you for the Big Mart store
8-Sorry to hear there won’t be an NBA season
9-Thank you for the Arab Spring
10-Sorry to hear you received a Whackocard
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Thank You for the Arab Spring
Thank you for the Arab Spring The weather turned out just fine Revolution did the season bring The Arabs are now only four centuries behind
Dictators are dropping just like flies I wonder who the next one will be From Gadhafi’s ashes a new one will arise Just like in the days of 300 B.C.
A fresh beginning is about to start The civilians finally had enough Live like a king in an Arab Wal-Mart No more torture, hangings and other fancy stuff
Watch the riot on the Tunisian street Dictator Ben Ali ruled for twenty-three, iron fisted, years New Iphones celebrated their new liberated treat Cheers as McDonalds, Spring is Great, finally appears
Mubarak the dictator bled the vast Egyptian land The sphinx is finally now smiling “Beach Blanket Bingo” rules the Egyptian sand Porno movies the population now is dialing
The Nile River offers, ”A Singles Weekend Cruise” Tickets the Egyptians are compulsively buying It’s the number one story in the “Pyramid News” Dance where the ancient pharaohs currently are lying
King Tut is going ballistic in his tomb The Queen of Sheeba is so delighted Another dictator has been swept off with a broom An historic civilization saved, which had been blighted
For our Syrian friend, Assad, it’s time for you to go He’ll sleep tonight on a bed of rusty needles The 21st Century, for Syrians, it’s time to get to know First let’s meet Elvis, Disco and the Beatles
Gadhafi was the top dog of Libya He was one swell, stand-up kind of guy Shot in the head and a broken fibula Gadhafi enjoyed blowing up planes, out of the sky
“My country loves me”, Gadhafi thinking became dull He ruled Libya from nineteen sixty-nine When an Arab bullet then, penetrated his skull Arab Spring, Gadhafi knew, it was the end of the line
In Iran, their Spring will come one day See the demise of the Ayatollahs Where there’s an Arab Spring, there is the NBA See a country of rock and rollers
The Ayatollahs are old and although not very wise An Arab Spring will end the calm Anything modern they certainly do despise Except developing their own nuclear bomb
So thank you for the Arab Spring For the dictators it was surely a bummer For the Nineteenth Century the bells will ring Hang around and just wait, for an Arab Summer
