Yanky Panky

The Indies saw ships come sailing by, sailing by
And life was never the same for them
There Pilgrim Fathers sowed many seeds
Growing sturdy cops and fighting men

Innie Minnie Mina Moe
Catch a Nigger by his toe
If he screams let him go
I can murder many more!

Many lands saw ships come sailing by, flying by
With white men, black arms and strange designs
Sowing seeds of discord wherever they went
They flourished, prospered, bringing peace within

The New World fought on many fronts
Some fair, some foul, some just for fun

They created witches then burnt them down
They made the Bomb and threw it around
They smoke out Demons they themselves have made
They churn out refugees, win them with aid

Terminators, Godzillas, are on rampage again
With them or against, it’s Drone and pain

Stupid us! Woe betide!
Some lost in Barbies and Big Mac
Others under duress – dying, dying
Or falling dead – crying, crying

Bang Bang
My Yankee’s shot me down!