THE FALL OF THE HOUSE OF KIRIBATI
It started out like a fable,
The cutting of the uniting cable.
No one ever thought of such, the Kiribatis would be able.
They only believed growth in love was the only thing for which they were capable.
The saying of the little foxes became so apt.
By holes, the Kiribatis got gap't
And before long, their loving home was lap't,
Lapt with an attention so rapt.
Run over by lust
Or at least that was the diagnosis given about the head's crust,
The winds from the west brought a load of dust
Like the heavens had sneezed with a great gust.
The love could be seen no more than very little
So much so that 'to your tent o Israel' was adopted as the title.