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(The Spanish conquerors of the
Americas read out their legal
document, the "Requerimiento",
to the Indians.  Failure to comply
meant the Spanish were free to
do what they wanted.)

Conquistadors in Vera Cruz 
found themselves a radical ruse. 
If pillaging was muy, muy lento, 
they just whipped out Requerimiento. 

Composed in fifteen seventeen, 
this document was ultra-mean. 
It won more scraps than Robert E. Lee, 
was deadlier than DDT. 

Suppose you met an Aztec mob 
that wasn't happy to be robbed, 
and far from handing on a platter 
its gold and silver, wives and daughters, 
was minded to contest the matter, 

Requerimiento got unrolled. 
In legal Latin, gooks were told 
with lots of quid and quod and quaem, 
exactly what was sought of them. 

The royal writ was read aloud 
to help the puzzled Aztec crowd. 
So none may later look askance, 
the dinks got every sporting chance. 

All the Aztecs had to do 
(clause forty-nine of section two) 
was pay the pope an entry fee, 
accept infallibility, 

and send some gold to line his coffers. 
Who could baulk at such an offer? 
Clause fifty-eight - the Spanish king 
must get his cut of Aztec bling. 

They're hazy over "king" and "Spain"? 
We'll have long decades to explain. 
They don't respond? It simply means 
we blow them all to smithereens. 

The finer points can wait till later. 
Non-compliance means they're traitors. 
We've read the thing, so now we're free 
of all responsibility 

for theft or damage, flood or fire, 
and if perchance it should transpire 
that they don't dig what's going down, 
why, take it up with Cross and Crown. 

Thank God it's not like that today. 
Before we step into the fray, 
we tell them they're a "conflict zone", 
and send in laser-guided drones. 

If they accept their crude religion 
is now a dead and pointless pigeon, 
and take divorce and teenage moms, 
then we won't use our cluster bombs. 

There's other stuff here, on our list - 
like Coca-Cola, lobbyists, 
The Dukes of Hazzard, John McCain, 
obesity and acid rain ... 

at least we don't do like before, 
and sell them, as we wade ashore 
to occupy their ancient land, 
some junk they'll never understand.
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