In the home of silver, and states unrest,
There strikes a tune of discord, might I jest.
Yet wisdom warns, no simple plan can quell,
The argent strife that Argentina fell.
Like rabbits chased by hound 'cross earthen slew,
Stand Ukrainian, their numbers mightily few.
In the eastern mud, the Russians press their claim,
Their desires inked in blood, a ghastly game.
Snails on a border line, tension do create,
With threats and demand in Israel's contentious state.
Netanyahu, like a goat 'midst the fraught bleat,
Against the rising tide of Hezbollah, must meet.
