THE WAR ON TERRORISM
See how the Teliban run
They are now under the gun
Who's laughing now my friend?
Do you think this is the end?
Soon you'll be shaking hands with
those who are comdemned
Haste is waste except for flee
And this you must do he he he
How does it feel now to die?
We in America wish to say goodbye
God Bless,
Lew
Fee