Dylan Thomas told us do not go gentle
Do not go gentle into that good night
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
But Al Ghazali said think not that death is death
Nay it is life
Be not afraid when death draws the night
It was the night of Isra and Mi’raaj
The night our Prophet travelled afar
To the glory of Masjid Al Aqsa
And then ascended beyond Al Muntaha
Punish a Muslim!
Give em all a kick!
Coz we want Britain
To go back to British!
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Once, upon a hellish train
That my memory will never expel
I travelled down to Tunbridge Wells
With the Mozlamic infidels!
Once there was an ex-Muslim
His name: Faheem Kazeem
He loved his England so so much
He yearned to serve the queen
On the streets and on the news
And in his party meetings
He’d have his fellows roaring out
And thousands with his Tweeting
Oh help me please, I’m an addict!
I’m suffering, all alone
It’s not some drugs or the cigarettes
I just can’t get off my phone!
Nikki Haley, I’m your friend,
Coz you’re such a smarty!
Your policies, I will never offend
So can I come to your party?
I’d love to eat some Trumpy treats!
With Zionists so hearty!
I just ordered a confederate flag
So can I come to your party?
I’d love to sit with piles of wit
Like you and Netanyahu
And see if you can pronounce the names of
Honduras, Palau and Togo.
You kicked ass in the UN
You cussed them like a yardie
One hundred and twenty-eight lost out
Coz they can’t come to your party!
Don’t worry I won’t shame you up
Or refer to you as Nimrata
I’ll hang upon your every word
Like Geeta, you’re my Rama!
Hanging out with you and Trump
It’s like being on safari!
Your policies I can not offend
Let me come to your party!!!
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He fled from Aleppo
From the snipers and war
His mother and father
They perished before
Never again, will it happen, they said
Never again, will the Nazis purge, they said
Never again, will the children of Israel grieve, they said
Never again will we sit by
While they use their poisoned words, they said
While they call them vermin, rats and traitors, they said
While they spread their hate and theories, they said
About their faith and about their intentions, they said
While they say the Jews are treacherous, they said
While they prepare the ground for the gassings and rapes
While their poison works through the public’s veins, they said
While their headlines and stories purvey the hate, they said
While their propaganda blinds the masses, they said
Never again will such hatred breed, they said
Let me share with you a tale
About the man Mushtaq
Who used to run an ice cream van
Along the wide South Bank
They never found his body
When it crackled into flames
Sinking to the belly of the melancholy Thames