Honor Zarqawi
Give him the respect he deserves. I have penned a few odes in his honor. Forgive my inadequate skills. Contributions welcome.
There was a young thug named Zarqawi
Whose friend told the Air Force here are we.
They dropped a full plate
Split open his pate
And twenty-five mil. to canary.
The bombs blew a part of old Zarq
From Baghdad to Asberry Park.
Where it frightened a dog
Who bit that old log
Beheading it neat with a bark.
He prayed with an "Allahu akbar!"
Gave sermons with only a ka-bar
His words were so pious
To his parents surprious
‘Cause he spent his youth drunk in a rock bar.
6/9/2006 11:25 AM
posted by jj mollo @ 6/09/2006 11:31:00 AM
5 comments
5 Comments:
I see Steve Sturgill has a verse of his own and some great pictures of righteous fingers.
> ... Contributions welcome.
Heh... ;>)
Goodbawi Zarqawi
Zarqawi, purveyor of dread
Enjoyed dishing fire and lead.
Filthy swine that he was,
He claimed God backed his cause.
Don't they all?
In Zarqawi, desire to live
A peaceful, safe alternative
To his eventual domination
Justified intimidation. Elimination.
Murder.
A thousand pounds of hellish mass
Relieved us, finally, of this ass.
But very sadly for Iraq
The surest thing's the next attack
of criminal brutality.
Sheikh Jarrah Kada's quite a case.
He doesn't think it's at all base
To hold Zarqawi in high esteem.
Their ilk's got a toxic meme
of psycopathic myth.
Sorry for this lame ass pome
But the organ underneath my dome
Does not compose much rhythm or rhyme
And now I have run out of time.
And energy.
LOL
Little girl waves. Goodbawi Zarqawi, don't wowwy, we won't cwawi.
my verse
"Good Riddance"
succinct
I like the "don't wowwy, we won't cwawi."
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