Zeta
As Rome's power ended
Began a new era
Though not quite as splendid
From Arabs east of Sahara.
A is for annexing: taking Jeru' and Tyros
R is for retribution: Greece stood unbowed
A is for assault: Reconquering what was lost
B is for beast: the monsters which the Arabs rode
Horse soldiers poured
to Greece from the north and Asia.
Onslaught killed at the sword
Greek dominance in Eurasia.
They charged on monsters mounted.
Elephants, camels, and the horse.
But even as the corpses counted
We phalanxes showed no remorse.
We vassalized a nation,
A victim of barb depredation
A civilization from down under,
Ethiopia: Land of Wonder.
I is for impotence, they're just simple, tribal
M is malevolence, rather deniable
P, as in predators, to them we are but prey
I is for incorrect, they've got it the wrong way.
The Arabs charge our wall again
Striking with all their force
We rise back up, no deaths in vain
More soldiers reinforce
If they think we'll wither to dust
The Arabs are such fools
We cannot quench our 'spansion lust
We march into Kabul.
How sad the last soldier drops dead, and so falls the City of Peace
The losses high, the resistance low, Hoplites replaced by Bedouins
Yet hope's murdered not, cheer breaks out of those proud children of Greece
The families ne'er will acknowledge their loss, they're still Greece's denizens
They pressed into our lands
To eliminate all things Greco
Their screams and chants and threats
Growing from innocuous echoes
Ex-cities of Rome, envious of Greek might.
Wished to join the nation, such as Neapolis and Pompeii.
But were rejected, in a manor impolite.
"Not a matter of big and small, strong and weak,"
Only those accepted were purebred Greek.
They marched on down
To our copper mines
Prepared to stay the night
But we grabbed their crown
Killed them in these confines.
Now we saw the results of their blight
Left trails of hate, blood, sorrow and despair
Commanding us through the sand dune:
We will destroy all who dare
To fight for the crescent moon
P is for perserverence, we never quit halfway
H is for heroism, we never leave friends behind
A is for adversaries, at our sight, they cower in fear
L is for Larissa, she rhymes with our great spear.
A is for ardor, we love our home, a country better than fine
N is for 'nihilation, our enemies in utter disarray
X is for X-citement, which never ceases to exist
At last the long war ends
People cheer out
The peace bells let out happy, gay chimes
And so begins the process
Of demobilization
But Greece won't be shamed like this next time.