Subject: Osama Bin Laden The Queer

From: "whyaskwhybot" <blackout@404infomagic.com>
Newsgroups: alt.slack
Date: Wed, Sep 12, 2001 7:22 PM
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with apoligies to,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,well, NOBODY, actually.

Osama Bin Laden The Queer

The sons of the prophet were hardy and bold,
And quite unaccustomed to fear,
But the bravest of these was a man, I am told
Named Osama Bin Laden, The Queer
.

This son of the desert, in battle aroused,
Could spit twenty men on his spear.
A terrible creature, both sober and soused
Was Osama Bin Laden, The Queer
.

When they needed a man to encourage the van,
Or to harass the foe from the rear,
Or to storm a redoubt, they had only to shout
For Osama Bin Laden, The Queer
.

There are heroes aplenty and men known to fame
In the troops that were led by the Czar;
But the bravest of these was a man by the name
Of George Walker Bush, the Retard .

He could imitate Irving, play Euchre and pool
And perform on the Spanish Guitar.
In fact, quite the cream of the Muscovite team
Was George Walker Bush, the Retard

The ladies all loved him, his rivals were few;
He could drink them all under the bar.
As gallant or tank, there was no one to rank
With George Walker Bush, the Retard .

One day this bold Texan had shouldered his gun
And donned his most truculent sneer
Downtown he did go, where he trod on the toe
Of Osama Bin Laden The Queer

"Young man," quoth the troll "has life grown so dull,
That you're anxious to end your career?
Vile infidel! Know, you have trod on the toe
Of Osama Bin Laden The Queer."

"So take your last look at the sunshine and brook
And send your regrets to the Czar;
By this I imply you are going to die,
Mr. George Walker Bush, the Retard ."

Quoth Ivan, "My friend, your remarks, in the end,
Will avail you but little, I fear,
For you ne'er will survive to repeat them alive,
Mr. Osama Bin Laden The Queer!"

Then this bold mameluke drew his trusty chibouque
With a cry of "Allah Akbar!"
And with murderous intent, he ferociously went
For George Walker Bush, the Retard .

They parried and thrust and they side-stepped and cussed
'Till their blood would have filled a great pot.
The philologist blokes, who seldom crack jokes,
Say that hash was first made on that spot.

They fought all that night, 'neath the pale yellow moon;
The din, it was heard from afar;
And great multitudes came, so great was the fame
of Osama and George the Retard.

As Abdul's long knife was extracting the life -
In fact, he was shouting "Huzzah!" - -
He felt himself struck by that wily Kalmuck,
George Walker Bush, the Retard .

The sultan drove by in his red-breasted fly,
Expecting the victor to cheer;
But he only drew nigh to hear the last sigh
Of Osama Bin Laden The Queer.

Czar McCaffrey, too, in his spectacles blue
Rode up in his new crested car.
He arrived just in time to exchange a last line
With George Walker Bush the Retard .

A loud-sounding splash from the Danube was heard
Resounding o'er meadows afar;
It came from the sack fitting close to the back
Of George Walker Bush, the Retard .

There's a tomb rises up where the blue Danube flows;
Engraved there in characters clear;
"Ah stranger, when passing, please pray for the soul
Of Osama Bin Laden, The Queer."

A Muscovite maiden her lone vigil keeps,
'Neath the light of the pale polar star;
And the name that she murmurs as oft as she weeps
Is George Walker Bush, the Retard .

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Original file name: Osama Bin Laden The Queer - converted on Saturday, 15 September 2001, 20:35