David's Harp: Clean limericks, dirty world

There once was a man named Gaddafi,

Who blew up a plane in Lockerbie,

Trump charged him rent,

For setting up a tent,

But soon he will fall or Trip-o-li.

There once was a man named Saddam Hussein,

In the kingdom of Iraq he did reign,

But he fell to his knees,

Without WMDs,

And we still can’t afford 83 octane.

There once was a man named Mubarak,

Who had a new friend named Barack,

But now for a while,

He will be on trial,

So with friends like Obama… good luck.

There once was an anti-Jewish anti-Israel thing,

But the name didn’t have a very good ring,

So the world emptied its pockets,

Threw in some rockets,

And now it’s called the “Arab Spring.”