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  • on 13.02.2009
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Husseine by J R. Prescott 0

Feb13

There once was a ruler Hussein
Who gave the Iraqi’s a pain
He threw them in jail
He censored their mail
All for his personal gain

The ruler of all Sadaam
Thought of making a nuclear bomb
So he worked night and day
And never did play
Till he held it right there in his palm

Back in the old U.S.A.
They cried out this was foul play
So we loaded ours jets
And put on our sweats
To give ole Sadaam a bad day

We bombed all the cities he had
We told him he was very bad
We looked for the W.M.D.
We made all the citizens flee
And at the end of the day we were sad

Because Hussein was pulling our leg
There wasn’t a huge powder keg
The soldiers all died
Our citizens cried
And Bush laid a big hollow egg

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