“If I Only Had a Job”
I would while away the hours,
Decapitating flowers,
Trying to cause them pain.
But no matter how I sliced them,
Hacked and chopped and diced them,
It just never seems the same.
Oh, I could tell you why,
I LOVE my ISIS gore.
Lopping heads and burning folks is so much more,
My rocks get OFF!
Which I adore!
I can brutalize a woman,
Acting all sub-human,
And claim it’s all okay.
I can shout “Allah Ackbar”,
While fileting with my KBar,
And I know you’re all afraid!
Oh, I can make men cry,
As I quote Mo’s cheerful verse.
Medieval remedies abound to set the curse.
I can slice!
Or even worse!
Now Obama wants to help us,
A Job Corps just for ISIS,
Occupy our idle time.
Well, you can tell sweet Maria,
If I ever were to meet her,
It would BLOW her tiny mind.
Ohhhhhhhhh
We’re off to get our virgins
Our 72 virgin brides
We hear they are a-waiting for us
The moment that we have died!
If only we die for the jihad’s cause
Then we will be greatly blessed because
Because because because because becauuuuuuse
Because of the murderous things we does!
You guys are cutting way too close to the truth with your funnies.
Consider this stolen.
ha!
Good job, Fly. By the way, ever wonder if those virgins are fat, angry lesbians?
Brava!