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Twas the night before Christmas and
all through the Land,
They're running like rabbits in Afghanistan,
Osama's been praying, he's down on his Knees,
He's hoping that Allah will
hear all his Pleas.
He thought if he killed us that we'd fall and
Shatter,
But all that he's done is just make us Madder.
We ain't yet
forgotten our Marines in Beirut,
And we'll kick your butt, with one heavy
Boot.
And yes we remember the USS
Cole,
And the lives of our sailors that you bastards Stole.
You think you
can rule us and cause us to Fear,
You'll soon get the answer if you live to
Hear.
And we ain't forgotten your buddy Saddam,
And he ain't forgotten the
sound of our Bombs.
You think that those mountains are somewhere to
Hide.
They'll go down in history as the place where you Died.
Remember
Khadhafi and his Line of Death?
He came very close, to his final
Breath.
So come out and prove it, that you are a Man,
Cause our boys are
coming and they have a Plan.
They are our fathers and they are our
Sons,
And they sure do carry some mighty big Guns.
They would have stayed home with
children and Wives,
Till you bastards came here and took all these
Lives.
Osama I wrote this especially for You,
For air mail delivery by
B-52.
You soon will be hearing a thud and a whistle,
Old Glory is coming,
attached to a Missle.
I will not be sorry to see your ass Go.
It's Red,
White, and Blue that is running this Show.