Anyway - just because. As sung to the tune, "Scarborough Fair" by Simon & Garfunkel;
Are you going to Scarborough Shoals?
Sand, militia, lawfare & drones
Remember they were once pristine coral reefs
Well below mean highwater lines
Tell her to make me a barong shirt
Sand, militia, lawfare & drones
(Making a bunker of crushed coral sand)
Without no SAPR nor observance months
(Diesel and youtube a fish of 9-dashed lines)
Then she’ll be a territory of mine
(Anchors unaware of the changing tide)
Tell her to find me another small reef
Sand, militia, lawfare & drones
(Plow the oceans with so many lies)
Between the salt water and the sea strand
(A soldier cleans and polished a gun)
Then she’ll be a territory of mine
Tell her to reap it in a sickle of bamboo
Sand, militia, lawfare & drones
(Admirals order their Sailors to kill)
And to gather it all in a bunch of dredges
(And to fight for a cause they’ve just now invented)
Then she’ll be a territory of mine
Are you going to Scarborough Shoals?
Sand, militia, lawfare & drones
Remember they were once pristine coral reefs
Then she’ll be a territory of mine
Hat tip Tom Ricks.
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