The Ballad of the Freedom Flotilla

And Ode to Greta and her Band of Misfit Sailors

Just sit right back, and you’ll hear a tale,

The tale of the Madleen ship

Whose passengers were narcissists

Who each had lost their grip.

The mate was a Swedish mental case.

The skipper, an Onion Knight.

Twelve passengers, keffiyeh clad

Made for quite a sight.

Made for quite a sight.

Politicians, activists,

Not one knew how to sail.

They left the coast of Sicily.

How could their mission fail?

How could their mission fail?

Palestinian flag aloft,

Kraft Mac & Cheese in crates,

With tampons, crackers, juice boxes,

They’ll save the human race!

Save the human race!

The ship set ground on Gaza’s shore,

They ran ashore with aid,

Hamas welcomed them with their guns,

Rifles and grenades.

Rifles and grenades.

With Greta,

And Rima, too,

Sir Davos the Onion Knight,

Some Frogs and Al-Jazeera pens

Now live in Hamas style!