Suicide Bus
Any one for the 8-10 to Allepo
His suicide lorry packed to the gunnels there hoisted on his own petard
another loved up modern muslim the stupid silly selfish silly bastard
What a waste one man in his white gown going to his death
a lot of passengers waiting there also wanting a last breath
Buses much better eighty eight in a bus pack em in it is for the best
welcomed sitting each one with there black comforting a suicide vest
Queues forming what sweating work here sheep queuing like mutton
taking people to heaven is hard work so careful mind the red button
Meeting death going to their beloved god and dreaming
me I cant stop laughing look my eyes they are streaming
Copyright © Nigel Fox | Year Posted 2014
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