Joe Rosochacki

It’s Not St. Patty’s Day - Poem by Joe Rosochacki

Bring out the green beer,
Let’s go to the pub that draws us so near,
Where we can have corned beef and cabbage,
And sing the Unicorn Song,
It’s not St. Patty’s Day,
tell me where I went wrong.
It seems that New York City's Empire State Building has gone green,
Not for Eire but for Eid-ul-Fitr,
One can concur,
That PC is the motive for the occurrence,
It makes no difference,
That six years ago plus a little more than a month,
The twin towers fell down to the ground,
Now making the Empire State Building again the highest point,
In Manhattan,
For Eid-ul-Fitr is the end of Ramadan,
I, for one,
-have no recollection of an Imam condemning the actions of a few,
And I, for one, seem to have my nose out a joint.
Is it odd for me to say, that the buildings owner,
The Malkin Group,
(Malkin is a Jew) ,
-could celebrate Ramadan as well Channukah?
The caveman says, “WHAT? ”
De-De-De says Carlos Mencia,
-the city of New York is a dupe,
They helped Hillary to run for president.
Hillary proposed a Palestinian State,
Charlie Rose was somewhat irate,

(“Mahmoud Ahmadinejad is the president of the Islamic Republic of Iran. He is in New York attending the United Nations General Assembly. He is, as you know, a very controversial figure, because he refused to acknowledge the Holocaust, the right of Israel to exist, and also there are accusations of Iran's support for terrorism and his desire for nuclear weapons.”)

Maybe the wearin’ of the green was for Mahmoud,
From midtown to the sacred ground zero where once the towers stood.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 15, 2009

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