(A ditty about the “possibility” of civil war in Iraq, sung to the tune of “If This Isn’t Love,” with apologies to the masters, Yip Harburg and Burton Lane)
If this isn’t war,
Just how would you spin it?
If this isn’t war,
You haven’t been in it.
Militias abound.
Old neighbors are dreaded.
Where you go to pray
Could get you beheaded.
And this isn’t war?
