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Posted: 10/16/2001 3:27:03 AM EST
I don't know the author, this was sent to me via e-mail; A poem for Usama Bin Laden Usama Bin Laden, your time is short; We'd rather you die, than come to court. Why are you hiding if it was in God's name? Your just a punk with a turban; a pathetic shame. I have a question, about your theory and laws; How come you never die for the cause?" Is it because you're a coward who counts on others? Well here in America, we stand by our brothers. As is usual, you failed in your mission; If you expected pure chaos, you can keep on wishin' Americans are now focused and stronger than ever; Your death has become our next endeavor. What you tried to kill, doesn't live in our walls; It's not in buildings or shopping malls. If all of our structures came crashing down; It would still be there, safe and sound. Because pride and courage can't be destroyed; Even if the towers leave a deep void. We'll band together and fill the holes We'll bury our dead and bless their souls. But then our energy will focus on you; And you'll feel the wrath of the Red, White and Blue. So slither and hide like a snake in the grass; Because America's coming to kick your ass!!!
Link Posted: 10/16/2001 9:27:47 AM EST
This one's more my style. Borrowed (blatant theft) from the 1911 tech talk list: Tune: "Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh (Camp Granada)" [which was to the tune, "Dance of the Hours"] Hello Mullah, Hello Fatah, Here I am at Camp Osama. Camp is very Entertaining, And they say we'll have some fun in basic training. I went bombing With Mohammed. He blew up like Halley's comet. No use going To the surgeons, There were parts of him enough for sixty virgins. All the Sunnis Hate the Saudis, And the innies Hate the outies, But there's one thing We agree on: All the beds are awful hard to get to sleep on. Camp looks nothing Like the pictures They showed us at The recruiter's. And the food is Pretty rotten. Guess it looks like I've been lied to by bin Laden. Take me home, Oh Mullah, Fatah! Take me home, I hate Osama. Don't leave me Out in Afghanistan To find my ashes in a can. Take me home, I promise I won't Pierce my ears Or look at girls like Britney Spears. Oh, please don't make me stay, I've been here one whole day. I hear airplanes, They're approaching . . . All our bases Are exploding! There's no hiding From a bomber-- Must close quick now 'cause I'm leaving Camp Osama. . . . Sixty maidens, And they're virgin, But a slightly Different version: They all look like Janet Reno! Mullah, Fatah, this is hell but how did we know? Charlie Henrickson, copyright 2001
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