The Great Thing About Having So Many Khomeinists Around Is That They're Always Up For a Knees Up Grandiose Ayatollah Soiree

BCF has the scoop on the latest celebration, for which writers have been invited to submit poems. Here's my entry:

There once was a skunk named Khomeini
Whose notions were noxious and zeini.
He loved issuing fatwas;
He wanted what once was.
(Well, nobody claimed he was breini.)