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Offline Curval

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Sadaam is writing poetry in jail...
« on: July 26, 2004, 12:54:12 PM »
lol

Lets see...perhaps something like:

I ordered him beaten
After I've eaten
My breakfast of caviar on toast

I then ordered my thug
To whip that little mug
And put his feet in the fire to roast

Any other examples of Sadaam poetry?
Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain that is pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain

Offline mosgood

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« Reply #1 on: July 26, 2004, 01:04:13 PM »
Here i sit, broken hearted.
Tried to shiate, but only farted.

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« Reply #2 on: July 26, 2004, 01:07:30 PM »
Oh no Booosh attacked a poet!!!  buSH HATes THE artS!

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« Reply #3 on: July 26, 2004, 01:09:52 PM »
The Sands of Time...
obscured my crimes...
until that fateful day...
when U.S. troops...
gave me the boot...
and brushed the sand away.

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« Reply #4 on: July 26, 2004, 01:14:17 PM »
We need SOB and Funkedup to get some Sadam hikus going.
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« Reply #5 on: July 26, 2004, 01:16:06 PM »
Quote
Originally posted by GRUNHERZ
Oh no Booosh attacked a poet!!!  buSH HATes THE artS!


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« Reply #6 on: July 26, 2004, 01:17:56 PM »
A happy man I once saw
Walking down the street
His wife was there
She was quite fair
She was a piece of meat.

Oday liked her too I knew
So her husband's head off he blew
And she spent some time in Odays pad
Even though it made her very sad
But that was life, in Bagdad.

Now I sit and rot in this cell
It really is a kind of hell
No more the people I can push
Oh how I hate GW Bush.

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« Reply #7 on: July 26, 2004, 01:37:25 PM »
"His apparent care for his surroundings is ironic when you think he was responsible for one of the biggest ecocides when he drained the southern marshes."

Maybe song writing in in his future?

(With a Cash voice..)

How high's the water, Saddam?
5 feet high and sinkin'
How high's the water, Saddam?
5 feet high and sinkin'

We can make it to the road in a homemade boat
That's the only thing we got left that'll float
It's already over all the wheat and the goats,
5 feet high and sinkin'

How high's the water, Saddam?
4 feet high and sinkin'
How high's the water, Saddam?
4 feet high and sinkin''

Well, the Figs are gone,
I've lost my niece
The chickens are sleepin'
In the palm trees
Camels in sand up past her knees,
4 feet high and sinkin'

How high's the water, Saddam?
3 feet high and sinkin'
How high's the water, Saddam?
3 feet high and sinkin''

Hey, come look through the window pane,
The suicide bombers is comin', gonna blast us to the train
Looks like we'll be blessed with a little less rain,
3 feet high and sinkin'

How high's the water, Saddam?
2 feet high and sinkin'
How high's the water, Saddam?
2 feet high and sinkin'

Well, the rails are blown up just north of town
We gotta head for higher ground
We can't come back till the insurgents go down,
2  feet high and sinkin'

Well, it's 2 feet high and sinkin'
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« Last Edit: July 26, 2004, 01:45:39 PM by Ripsnort »

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« Reply #8 on: July 26, 2004, 01:41:27 PM »
Oh how oh how, I curse the day
I decided to trust Chirac
And did not listen to the States
Never expecting they'd attack

So now my life is ruined
My country is gone and I am broke
I am almost as low as you can go
Beneath me just that Arlo bloke.
« Last Edit: July 26, 2004, 06:00:49 PM by Habu »

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« Reply #9 on: July 26, 2004, 05:18:20 PM »
Holding Cell
Like those I've imprisoned, an animal
Fate awaits

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« Reply #10 on: July 26, 2004, 05:32:42 PM »
Heat outside my cell
Burns memories in my mind;
Innocents I killed.
If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude than the animated contest of freedom, go from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains sit lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen!

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« Reply #11 on: July 27, 2004, 08:12:28 AM »
I hear Saddam is getting really depressed. They found this one etched on the wall beside his toilet.


I sit here and I want to cry
Most days I just want to die
Is there a bigger loser than I?
No.
(Except maybe that Arlo guy)