You fight, or so you say you do,

For the god of your choice, nothing new,

Been going on for centuries, on this earthen zoo,

Let me though make an offer to you in lieu…

You attacked New York City quite by surprise,

Much like the cowards that did the same,

On December 7^th of the year nineteen forty-one,

You will note they were defeated, at a terrible cost,

This too will happen with terrorists, they are so lame…

So you want to fight and play rough,

Think you do, that anonymous bombings are tough,

Why not just gather your forces and attack,

Land on the shores of our country under your flag,

Fight us directly, so you can be buried in a sack…

I will be the first on the beach if you wish,

There I will stand and watch as you die,

And are eaten by the fish, poor things,

They will probably get food poisoning,

But you won’t stay alive, after you die on our beaches,

Back into the ocean you can be thrown, out of our reaches…

But you won’t do this, you have not the courage,

Fight and kill from behind a mask,

The cloak of anonymity your flag,

Here we are, come and get US,

Your death will be just another minor task…

© ed ~ 6/8/06