4-Get the Flotilla, That D-Ranged Megillah

Those useful idjits/solicitous souls over at the Canadian postal union (CUPW) have figured out a "legal" way to breach that dastardly Gaza blockade. Apparently there's some stipulation in the Geneva Convention that the mail must get through, no matter what (because to deprive people of written matter from their loved ones is, you know, a really, really mean thing to do). So, according to rabble, the perturbed posties are going to get Canadians who have relatives in Gaza to enclose a heap of stuff in envelopes, and CUPW vows to D-liver D-letters via the boat being floated by santimonious Hamas-abetting Canuck knuckleheads.

If you listen carefully, you can hear Hamasniks singing their delighted response:

(scat: Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb...)
Canuck Postman,
Bring me the mail (dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb).
Addressed to "Gaza, that Israeli Jail" (dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb).
Give us PR to bash the Jooos with,
The kind the we'll monopolize the news with.
Posties, know you mean well.
(Though if you're kafir, you're goin' to hell).
Please get on your lovely boat.
Canuck posties keep us afloat...

(Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, etc.)
Canuck posties, bring us the mail.
With all your help, you know we can't fail.
A cause like ours is one that enobles
And spreads Big Lies like Mr. Josef Goebbels.
Canuck posties, you're so dead on.
So many others want Israel gone.
Please bring us your mail divine.
Canuck posties help us,
Help, help, help,
Make "the entity" Judenrein.

Update: Rain, sleet, snow, hail and birds--yes, birds--may deter delicate posties from their rounds, but the Israeli Navy? Nevah!