Endless Madness

Written by: Duke Beaufort

Our people respect Navy Seals
Their stealth earned applause 
and great squeals
Yet nervous most wait
As from this fateful date
There's fear of Bin Laden's 
ideals

The rabble's reaction was queer
To some of us it does appear
That no one has learned
What it means to be burned
And how from this nonsense to 
steer

He'd not have his calendar 
cleared
He died before dying his beard
His head sheared with lead
Won't taste breakfast in bed
Osama won't see his death 
cheered