Little Ditty

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> > > Every U down in Uville liked U.S. a lot,> > > But the Binch, who lived Far East of Uville, did not.> > > The Binch hated U.S! the whole U.S. way!> > > Now don't ask me why, for nobody can say,> > > It could be his turban was screwed on too tight.> > > Or the sun from the desert had beaten too bright> > > But I think that the most likely reason of all> > > May have been that his heart was two sizes too small.> > >> > > But, Whatever the reason, his heart or his turban,> > > He stood facing Uville, the part that was urban.> > > "They're doing their business," he snarled from his perch.> > > "They're raising their families! They're going to church! They're> leading> > > the world, and their empire is thriving, I MUST keep the S's and U's> from> > > surviving!"> > > Tomorrow, he knew, all the U's and the S's,> > > Would put on their pants and their shirts and their dresses,> > > They'd go to their offices, playgrounds and schools,> > > And abide by their U and S values and rules,> > >> > > And then they'd do something he liked least of all,> > > Every U down in U-ville, the tall and the small,> > > Would stand all united, each U and each S,> > > And they'd sing Uville's anthem, "God bless us! God bless!" All around> > their> > > Twin Towers of Uville, they'd stand, and their voices would drownevery> > > sound in the land.> > > "I must stop that singing," Binch said with a smirk,> > > And he had an idea-an idea that might work!> > > The Binch stole some U airplanes in U morning hours, And crashed them> > right> > > into the Uville Twin Towers.> > > "They'll wake to disaster!" he snickered, so sour, "And how can they> sing> > > when they can't find a tower?"> > > The Binch cocked his ear as they woke from their sleeping,> > > All set to enjoy their U-wailing and weeping,> > > Instead he heard something that started quite low,> > > And it built up quite slow, but it started to grow-> > > And the Binch heard the most unpredictable thing...> > > And he couldn't believe it-they started to sing!> > >> > > He stared down at U-ville, not trusting his eyes,> > > What he saw was a shocking, disgusting surprise!> > > Every U down in U-ville, the tall and the small,> > > Was singing! Without any towers at all!> > > He HADN'T stopped U-Ville from singing! It sung!> > > For down deep in the hearts of the old and the young, Those TwinTowers> > were> > > standing, called Hope and called Pride, And you can't smash the towers> we> > > hold deep inside.> > > So we circle the sites where our heroes did fall,> > > With a hand in each hand of the tall and the small,> > > And we mourn for our losses while knowing we'll cope, For we stillhave> > > inside that U-Pride and U-Hope.> > > For America means a bit more than tall towers,> > > It means more than wealth or political powers,> > > It's more than our enemies ever could guess,> > >