Rub-A-Dub Dub, 3 Continents In a Tub

I see North Africa Through a little girl’s eyes Continental ignorance Stagnant in their reflection Oppression Like sinuous flames In the heat of their arid deserts I see America With its once prolific economy One man It tumbled all Two elections – “it’s all your fault!” Teetering precariously, waiting… For Obama to hold it together I see Europe Where art thou now? Hiding like politicians – fools they are Come out, come out Where ever you are Bush needs his poodles Ha Ha Ha! You’re all in this together Manipulating each other Pretending to need the UN more than the other Who’s ruling the UN Bush or its general secretary Britain cannot criticize, they ruled the League of Nations You’ll never step up to the plate And be manly enough To take the blame for the world’s disastrous fate.