Go for it Pooka and Son!

Here's another verse for "Ould Ireland's Lament", now officially retitled "Whataboutery".

It's now nine thousand and ninety, the Ould Ozone Layer is no more,
We're all being fried to a frazzle, with skin cancer like never before,
And the message that's sent to the nation, as the last drop of water runs out?
Ould Ieland's Ould Incantation, What About! What About! What About!

(Tune, Men of the West, etc)