I "Lasciate Ongni Speranza Voi Che Entrate!" Deep in the woods I came upon A tiny crevice And entered A deep ravine. There I heard The howling of Human souls in The most agonizing Tones I have ever Heard, so I inquired And I stepped in... The rock Behind me shut It's opening quickly like Molten lava flying And instantly became Solid with no hope of escape. Suddenly I heard A tiny squeaky Effeminate voice Calling out! Pbel! Pbel! I am little Toy Soldier! I am to act As your guide trough This ZioNazi Hell! Pbel, I am told By my Master to Confess to all our ZioNazi sins To you against the Palestinians And bring you face To face With death and dishonor. I couldn't believe my eyes, There stood a Toy soldier Dressed in a pink Tutu Why are You dressed like that I Inquired? Since I must obey My Master's command I will answer You truthfully. I was a pedophile In life And my role In ZioNazi Hell Is to service all The Child molesters Dressed in this Childish Form forever. I will Guide you to Their lair And you will See Brawny, very Horny, My biggest tormentor, For you shall see them all The perverts, sodomites and The masturbator, For those are the wishes Of my ZioNazi Master In this ZioNazi hell! II With a lot of trepidation I followed little pink tutu toy soldier Through the smoky ruins with no elation... "Do not worry Pbel" As we walked by each fiery boulder, "Nothing can hurt you in this ZioNazi hell... For this is a spirit world And cannot hurt you of flesh, Only ZioNazi's here are hurled Through fire their teeth they smash, Each in their-own circle Paying for their crimes in this clash" We headed down In a circular motion Following the Tutu clown... We passed much commotion With agonized spirits in a frown, And I tried to keep my own emotion Steady and not give Any indication of unreasonable fear, So I followed footprints of this little queer. Suddenly I heard singing From a lower level of this hell... The shrieking sound my ears were ringing: "No one can see my face No one can sense this bitter soul mine Though I walk down the street, smile and I greet... No one can see and No one sense my ZioNazi Crime!" Who is that? Floating in that fire I asked my pink tutu-ed toy soldier? Do not be afraid Sire, Just follow behind my shoulder... For that is Aaviva A former Nazi performer, Who used poor Polish Workers as slave labor to this day... Hides her face because, its not dollish, Its very wrinkled and the color of clay! As We left this Circle of fire And went deeper Into the earth, The TuTu-ed toy soldier continued our tour... "He continued by Saying: Baba Yaga as Aaviva was Also known to suck The lifeblood out of Palestinian children With bullets Rather than fighting with Water! So, we continued into The next Circle Of hell Just then: we entered A Circle called "Plastic City!" The repose of souls On ice and fire, So let's sit back and Watch some scenes of Plastic Hopes and dreams Of dreams in turmoil and Desire: of human beings on Fire...of fingers Snapping up their tune of lonely faces and Screeching cries, that always permeate this room! Where are we, I asked the Pink TuTu-ed Toy Soldier? "We are In the lair Of Multiple Lives A Miami Guitarist known as Fred... He is my ZioNazi Lover, said Toy." In Embarrassment..." Why were you Paired with him I asked The Pink TuTu-ed Toy soldier? "I am A member of his band I play the ukulele and we Used to Tiptoe through The tulip gardens together... As you can See all members of This Circle are Queer, Please, let's move on to the next circle my dear... III As we rounded Past the lair of Multiple Lives We could hear The screaming Cries of the father of Mohammed al Dura murdered By the Israeli Defense forces with Bullets and torn bloody From his arms... Behind the guns I Could see The scums Aurora along With the Insurance Lawyer Pulling the triggers In delight... Why is this scene Being played over and over On these jagged walls Like a giant screen? The Pink TuTu-ed Toy soldier Replied: "We are moving down into The lowest level of our ZioNazi Hell And this horrible scene Is to prepare us For one Of the most horrific Sinners in this place... And we are all ashamed! " I could hear the shrieking Horrid sound along with the clanking Of metal rolling and crunching And screams again, again! It was BubbazMom being Run over by a Bulldozer, blood Splatting, flesh splitting But she arose completely Whole and then the Dozer would Repeat running her over In time, like a metronome! As we moved closer I could see a child crying So I asked: What goes on TuTu soldier? "BubbazMom had No sympathy For Rachel Corrie's Mom, And said Rachel deserved To Die But even Our ZioNazi Master Was not evil enough To put Bubba Under the Dozer To make the punishment Fit the crime It is Bubba who watches his mother die, Over and over! As we turned Into a very narrow Circle the pink TuTu-ed toy soldier Declared: I can go no further Because you are about To meet my Master And none of the ZioNazis Here have met or seen his face For it is forbidden. You can not talk just keep walking And you will be in the woods Again... So alone, I turned Towards the last circle Of this hell And there I felt The presence of The evil ZioNazi Master... And I could not Believe my eyes It was Adolph Hitler smiling And waving as though as He was the ringmaster in this Evil Circus...He had Sniffer clutched In one hand and Rafipoe in the other... Twisting snarling, he pointed towards The light and I gratefully Nodded and finally exited this Hell... " E quindi uscimo, a rivedir le stelle! "