Entry 9 in the Mondo Awards end-of-year contest.
Sung to the tune, Darling Clementine
In a tavern with my companion
Excavating for some wine
Found my hummus implicated
In the suffering in Palestine
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Humiliation of a nation
By brigades who have free rein
Soldiers supported by Sabra Hummus chant
“We are Golani, we are insane”
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We say Sabra is macabre
On its war crimes we won’t dine
Won’t let it near our candelabra
Cause it’s killing Palestine
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None among us wants a hummus
If we must cross a picket line
When we learned what we’d been buying
Dreadful sorry, Palestine
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It’s ironic and demonic
And it’s really not benign
Eating Arab food while paying
for the murder of Palestine
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O my darling, I’m not quarreling
Just don’t bring it to my house
Tastes like Human rights violations
Don’t buy anything from Strauss
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And Tribe hummus just among us
Donates to the Jewish National Fund
Stealing land from indigenous people
And that’s why Tribe should be shunned
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There is hummus
Right among us
We can eat, and sleep at night
Doesn’t kill indigenous people
Stealing land and water rights
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So buy local, and be more vocal
Ethnic cleansing, don’t abide
Or make your own, get in the zone
Don’t despair until you’ve tried
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Some Garbanzo or either Chick peas
Which are actually the same
Garlic, salt and olive oil
And you’re ready now to bring
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Some tahini, it’s made from sesame
Dash of Lemon juice, you bet
Don’t like our recipe,
look one up yourself,
that’s why God made the internet
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Sabra hummus, Sabra hummus
We won’t buy you anymore
You are lost and gone forever
Dreadful Golani we abhor
