by Tsoltim N. Shakabpa

China O China
You are like a myna
So sweet and yet so wicked
And like the screeching cricket
You scream at night
And eat outright
Your own harmless babies
And inject them with rabies
You sing melodious tunes
But like the sandy dunes
You blow sandstorms all over the place
Choking and blinding the human race
But most of all you're like Hitler
Playing sweet music like a fiddler
To the innocent German people
In front of the Reichstag steeple
While killing millions Jews
And the disabled you choose

Copyright: Tsoltim N. Shakabpa - 2009