Be gentle. I am the first to admit to lacking poetical or musical talent. I came up with this on the drive to work. Feel free to make any improvements or share your own inspirations.

Sung roughly to the tune of Over There:

Over here
Send the word, send the word
Over here
For the Yanks ain’t going
Our cash ain’t going
The Yanks ain’t going over there
Unless you’re ISIS, being nice is
Not gonna get you anywhere
So beware
Keep your huddled masses in despair
Forget Laz’rus, we’re raising taxes
And building walls to keep you over there