Iran launches a turbaned monkey into space

Iran launches a turbaned monkey into space
To boost the reputation of its fall from grace.

The theocrats must prove they are scientific-
Not backward and superstitious country hicks.

O monkey, your name is Supreme Ayatollah-
The chattering vicegerent of infinite Allah!

What vantage you have from your high heaven,
Compared to our humble terrestrial station!

O fatuous fatwa crapped from purest conceit-
Such proclamation is full of exalted shit.

Poetry of Masters has been traded for this:
To live by the profane word of religious piss!

Darvish remembers the Friend, whirling in place-
Protected  from the monkey orbiting in space.












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