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Array ( [sid] => 77003 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => BAD SANTA: TWELVE DAYS OF AN IRAQI XMAS [time] => 2004-12-23 05:56:23 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Please view image before reading verses:
http://www.geocities.com/kaneix/badsanta.jpg

-o-

All together now... 1-2-3!

On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...

a politician lying so freeee!

On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Five burnt out Humvees.

Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Six kidnap victims a-praying.

Five burnt out Humvees.

Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Seven sickos a-killing, six kidnap victims a-praying.

Five burnt out Humvees.

Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Eight generals a-boasting, seven sickos a-killing, six kidnap victims a-praying.

Five burnt out Humvees.

Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Nine Allawis posturing, eight generals a-boasting, seven sickos a-killing, six kidnap victims a-praying.

Five burnt out Humvees.

Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the tenth of Christmas, my true love gave to me Ten RPGs a-flying, nine Allawis posturing, eight generals a-boasting, seven sickos a-killing, six kidnap victims a-praying.

Five burnt out Humvees.

Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Eleven paupers begging, ten RPGs a-flying, nine Allawis posturing, eight generals a-boasting, seven sickos a-killing, six kidnap victims a-praying.

Five burnt out Humvees.

Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Twelve corpses hanging, Eleven paupers begging, ten RPGs a-flying, nine Allawis posturing, eight generals a-boasting, seven sickos a-killing, six kidnap victims a-praying.

Five burnt out Humvees.

Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

AND A POLITICIAN LYING SO FREEEEEEEE.....!

-o-

Right!!! Now say 'Thank you Santa Bush', you lucky little Iraqis...!!!

In a mumbled chorus... 'Thank you Santa Bush....'

Okay! Stand to attention and salute!!!

Now picture all assembled 'lucky' Iraqis standing in unison and giving the one fingered salute.

-o-

Merry Christmas One and All! *)

-o-

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BAD SANTA: TWELVE DAYS OF AN IRAQI XMAS

Contributed by steeleyes on Thursday, 23rd December 2004 @ 05:56:23 AM in AEST
Topic: war



Please view image before reading verses:
http://www.geocities.com/kaneix/badsanta.jpg

-o-

All together now... 1-2-3!

On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...

a politician lying so freeee!

On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Five burnt out Humvees.

Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Six kidnap victims a-praying.

Five burnt out Humvees.

Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Seven sickos a-killing, six kidnap victims a-praying.

Five burnt out Humvees.

Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Eight generals a-boasting, seven sickos a-killing, six kidnap victims a-praying.

Five burnt out Humvees.

Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Nine Allawis posturing, eight generals a-boasting, seven sickos a-killing, six kidnap victims a-praying.

Five burnt out Humvees.

Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the tenth of Christmas, my true love gave to me Ten RPGs a-flying, nine Allawis posturing, eight generals a-boasting, seven sickos a-killing, six kidnap victims a-praying.

Five burnt out Humvees.

Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Eleven paupers begging, ten RPGs a-flying, nine Allawis posturing, eight generals a-boasting, seven sickos a-killing, six kidnap victims a-praying.

Five burnt out Humvees.

Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

and a politician lying so freeee!

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Twelve corpses hanging, Eleven paupers begging, ten RPGs a-flying, nine Allawis posturing, eight generals a-boasting, seven sickos a-killing, six kidnap victims a-praying.

Five burnt out Humvees.

Four mass graves, three dead kids, two missing WMD...

AND A POLITICIAN LYING SO FREEEEEEEE.....!

-o-

Right!!! Now say 'Thank you Santa Bush', you lucky little Iraqis...!!!

In a mumbled chorus... 'Thank you Santa Bush....'

Okay! Stand to attention and salute!!!

Now picture all assembled 'lucky' Iraqis standing in unison and giving the one fingered salute.

-o-

Merry Christmas One and All! *)

-o-





Copyright © steeleyes ... [ 2004-12-23 05:56:23]
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Re: BAD SANTA: TWELVE DAYS OF AN IRAQI XMAS (User Rating: 1 )
by Katie2008 on Thursday, 23rd December 2004 @ 12:44:26 PM AEST
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haha, the one finger salute. This poem is really upsetting, but it needs to be read nonetheless. In class we got to hear about a soilder who once spent his Christmas blowing up a church because the enemy took it over...America's gone crazy.


Re: BAD SANTA: TWELVE DAYS OF AN IRAQI XMAS (User Rating: 1 )
by eyesxcriedxout1989 on Thursday, 23rd December 2004 @ 01:02:23 PM AEST
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Oh my God this was so funny, and sadly it was pretty much true...Oh you are brilliant

Mason


Re: BAD SANTA: TWELVE DAYS OF AN IRAQI XMAS (User Rating: 1 )
by TheEarlyNovember on Friday, 24th December 2004 @ 12:07:01 AM AEST
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Congradulations this is by far the gayest (and I know you gay lovers) THING I've READ ALL WEEK keep writing !! :P


Re: BAD SANTA: TWELVE DAYS OF AN IRAQI XMAS (User Rating: 1 )
by frozenintime on Thursday, 30th December 2004 @ 10:16:42 PM AEST
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good job..i don't know if it's all true but it probably is..i think i'm going to find out..i'm a member of the maine army national guard and we're getting sent over there all the time so maybe i'll be writing some poems in this section..and it's not gay at all by the way




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