Through tunnel, 'neath the sandy land,
There lieth a devilish band.
With weapon stash, by Hamas hand,
In Gaza, on Egypt's strand.
An alehouse, with no brew to give,
As grounded planes no longer live.
United, Alaska bereft of flight,
Leave travelers in sorry plight.
On yonder hill, the senators stand,
Their chalice holds a law so grand,
'Twill reinforce the border's band,
Meet they, though, a strong reprimand.
