Happy Meal

In all fairness to McDonald's, they aren't the only ones dishing out monetary support to Israel. Just picked them for the poem because its easier to rhyme with Micky Dee menu items.

Lying underneath the Golden Arches,
The other day as I passed them by,
Lay the bullet-ridden body of a dying Palestinian child.
"Let me get help!" I cried,
"Hang in there awhile!"
But he shook his head
And bade me sit by his side.
"In a minute I'll be dead,
So I don't have much time.
Friend, hear me well
And let the world know.
You thought it was no big deal,
When you bought that Upsized Meal.
But the meat you wrestle down your throats
Comes from the human slaughterhouses of Gaza.
So the next time you're enjoying a McNugget,
Remember, friend, I ain't lovin' it."