Poetry about Iraqis

The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Go back, the road is blocked and long. Go back to it, it's in the middle of the water.

I'm sorry, the Millennium is still there. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. They swam back and forth from there and the road was blocked. They swim back and forth in the water.

The dew hasn't touched yet. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Go back and forth from it, the road is blocked, that's right. Go back and forth from there and swim in the water.