The MB & Morsi: a Poem

The MB and the Morsi went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some shar3eya, and PLENTY of money,
Wrapped up in a 5 LE note.
The MB looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Morsi! O Morsi, my love,
What a beautiful Morsi you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Morsi you are!"

Morsi said to the MB, "You elegant party!
How charming the shar3eya you sing!
O let us stay in power, at this very late hour,
But what shall we do for the ring?"
They ruled away, for a year to the day,
In the land where the Pyramids lay
But there in a square, millions would dare
To come out and start a millioneya,
The Morsi did sigh, after mistakes and lies:
‘Does no one care for shar3eya?’
Shar3eya?
Shar3eya?
Does no one care for shar3eya?