To Emanuel Grossi
Dear Mistah Fart, before you try to scent the air with your smell
And chew the cud of your bosses with your bondage tinkling bell
Make sure you know we kicked them out over forty years ago
And we’ll smash their foul mouth again if they do not stop their yell.
In case you are something that counts and act of your own free will
Ask what measures your agency has taken to break the spell
So far on earth and who has nukes but does not bow to the rules.*
Stop shamelessness! Call your own boss, you Zionist, a rebel.
We signed the treaty you tore up while we too could not consent,
As your occupier regime† whose defiance you don’t quell
Although it has such bombs for sure and ours is your illusion.
Shut up! Don’t profane the word peace! Be free! Yourself do not sell!
We shall smash your filthy legs if you and your foul personnel
Dare to land on our soil again. Iran is not your hotel!
12.14.2020
— Emanuel Grossi: Head of the IAEA (International Atomic Energy Agency) Inspectors
* Zionist Regime
† Zionist Regime
— The Countries Possessing Nuclear Bombs with the Numbers of their Bombs
Russia: 6375
USA: 5800
China: 320
France: 290
UK: 215
Pakistan: 160
India: 150
Zionist Regime: 90
North Korea: 40
Total: 13,440
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