Sonnet I

July 7, 2010

Islam is like a virus on the Earth.

Its followers hate everybody’s guts.

Its value isn’t what a turd is worth.

A sane and moral person thinks its nuts.

A kiddy-diddling warlord they revere

so war and murder, slavery and rape

their holy books proclaim that they hold dear.

They must be Faithful to the red-haired Ape.

But hearken to the dhimmi mainstream press

whose balls would not outweigh your average fart.

They’d not have us think Muzzies make a mess.

Soft words of comfort to us they impart.

Like gutless wonders through the ages past

they hope the crocodile eats them last.

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