Death of Martin

Vengeance is a dish best served 
But I'm content the news I've heard
For an evil man has lost the race
Down to hell you've found your place
Yes Martin you've finally gone
Now Northern Ireland can move on
Without your murdering ideas at hand
Peace at last on the emerald island 
For all those people whose lives you hurt
Now you can rot in the dirt
RIH not RIP
Rot in Hell from the British community
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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