How the Greek attempted to steal Republic Day

Every Turk
Down in Turk-ville
Liked Republic Day a lot.

But the Greek,
Who lived just West of Turk-ville,
Did NOT!

The Greek hated that day.
The whole god damned season!
Please don't ask why. No one knows the exact reason.
It could be that his generals were gay.
It could be perhaps that his hatred’s astray.
But I think that the most likely reason of all
May have been that his balls were just too small.

But,
Whatever the reason,
His nuts or his shoes,
He stood there that day, still hating the Jews,
Staring down from his cave with a sour, Greeky frown
At the warm lighted windows below in the town.
For he knew every Turk down in Turk-ville below
Was rejoicing in tales from long ago.

"They've fucked my army!" he snarled with a sneer.
"Tomorrow is Republic Day! It's practically here!"
Then he growled, his Greek fingers nervously drumming,
"I MUST find a way to keep this day from coming!"

For, tomorrow, he knew
All the Turkish daughters and sons
Would wake up early and rush for their guns,
And celebrate the day anew.

Then the Turks, young and old, would sit down to a feast.
And they'd feast! And they'd feast!
And they'd FEAST! FEAST! FEAST! FEAST!

They would take a sip of Raki, the original liquor,
Unlike the Ouzo, which is so much weaker.
And so they would enjoy their delicious feast,
Something the Greek couldn't stand in the least!

And THEN
They'd do something he liked least of all!
Every Turk down in Turk-ville, the tall and the small,
Would stand close together, with their Anthem ringing.
They'd stand hand-to-chest. And the Turks would start singing!

They'd sing! And they'd sing!
AND they'd SING! SING! SING! SING!

And the more the Greek thought of the Turkish Anthem Sing
The more the Greek thought, "I must stop this whole thing!
"Why for eighty-three years I've put up with it now.
I MUST stop this day from coming!...But HOW? But HOW?"

…

Well, look no further than the comments on this blog.
All a bunch of hoodlums with a constipated clog.
Thinking they can reverse this day and get back at us.
With all the bad language and no literary finesse.

So to further celebrate this day, my friends,
In all sincerity I want to propose a toast
Raise your glasses and say “good luck to the ones”
And to the Greek HNB who inspired this Roast.

--------------The Infidel------------------------------------

From the original "How the Grinch stole Christmas"