In The Patagonian Shelf Poem by Mason Maestro

No prize for diplomacy
Never knew popularity
The far-flung archipelago
Torn over sovereignty
Always picked last for football teams
Cheated out of the Argentine dream
Missed out on teenage pop
Was too busy watching Buenos Aires TV

Well we can't help but laugh
At our motherland’s gaff
Thatcher’s amphibious assault
These Falklands set back to default

Beaten up by naval jocks
Forced to hide in the Patagonian Shelf
Chased home by rabid dogs
Somehow survived it all
'Kick Me' sign taped to my port
I had to run out of middle class
Oil sludge poured into my slacks
Chasing breaks of any sort

Well we can't help but laugh
At our motherland’s gaff
No London promise to make things different
Still cursed in the Patagonian Shelf