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Persian Rhapsody
Ah, Persia of the thousand nights and one
Where many a timeless, magic tale was spun
To great Persepolis of ancient fame
In peace and bearing gifts the nations came
His trade the old tent maker deftly plied
And Sesame her gates flung open wide
The robbers’ cunning nothing could avail
Where Ali Baba’s destined to prevail
Scheherazade, a maiden meek and mild,
Her lord’s long, dark Arabian nights beguiled
And flying carpets woven at the loom
Transported men ere witches found their broom
The Rights of Nations Cyrus did decree,
A time of peace and fine prosperity
So what are you building there, my friends, at Qom?
Come, surely not a bomb!
Judith Yalon Fortus, November 2009
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