A poem by Beejj:
A long time ago in the land of much sand
A failure called Mo had a thought oh so grand.
“I’ll marry that oldie; I’ll ask for her hand.
Her face is not much, her body so bland,
But she can support me till everything’s planned.”
Too useless for work, he left with a wave
And trudged the dry land and located a cave.
“Oh what can I do? I can’t read. I can’t write.
No-ONE can employ me – it gives me a fright.”
“Young virgins inflame me; those tight little butts
Cause my organ to swell till I’m totally nuts.
That chick called Aisha – she’s now only four,
But give her some time and it’s pussy galore!”
Life is so hard – what problems it poses!
Now what was the trick of that clever old Moses?
That’s right! Spin a yarn about something called God -
Something so weird, so cool and so odd!
So Mo sat and thought long and hard about Jews.
So clever were they, they could even buy shoes!
“I’ll tell everyone of divine visitation
That they must believe for eternal salvation.”
Back in the town, Mo gathered a crowd
And told them his story and how he felt proud
To be chosen to be the last word of God
“Just listen to me! Like Jews you’ll be shod!”
The Jews, hearing this, just laughed and guffawed.
“What kind of idiot could be overawed
By a verminous villain whose axe he would grind?
Who is so stupid, so brain-dead, so blind?’
This made Mo angry; it stiffened his pecker,
So he scarpered quick smart, to the old town of Mecca
Where he gathered about him those of IQ
So low that the Jews there could only say, “Phew!”
But he gave them all swords and AK-forty sevens
And said, “Send all others to various heavens!
Slaughter and maim and enslave ever after!
Kill them with joy and hysterical laughter!”
And so the word spread and it caused so much dread.
Unless you believed it you ended up dead.
But what of Aisha, whose hymen intact
Drove Mo to distraction – and ain’t that a fact!!
The day at last dawned. The nine year old child
Was led to his bedroom: the old man was wild!
“I enjoy spending time with that cube known as Rubic,
But what drives me wild is no hair that is pubic!”
Mo’s manhood, alas, not what it had been,
Did soften too quickly and soon lost its sheen.
Aisha got angry and screamed, “Give me more!”
But Mo, poor old fellow, just slid to the floor.
Aisha, the slut, she took to the street
Clad in bikini, a hot man to meet.
“That little bitch! The unfaithful furker!
From this time hence, for all girls it’s the burqa!!”
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