Two-Zero-One-Two
Iran, you are right.
Suspicious, tis true.
Let's put up a fight.
The numbers, no way
"Zion" a mere stir,
A stretch; I dare say
Needed reminder.
The world tends to lapse
Back to old habits
We need this, perhaps,
These glorified fits.
For Zion remains,
Hence homeless remain.
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