| The Children of Gujrat A Poem
By Ayub Khan 20/04/2002 At 07:56 Poem on the Children of Gujrat The Children of Gujarat
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Ayub Khan
Their eyes are red full of blood
They have just witnessed a flood of blood
Mothers & sisters, cousins & aunts
Raped, murdered, smashed & hacked
Fathers & uncles, friends & brothers
Killed,mutilated, smashed & hacked
Broken doors, strewned glass, tumbled pots
Toys broken, stomped and cracked
Hunger & mobs stalk their days
Darkness & stench of the burning flesh haunt their nights
These is the plight of the children of Gujarat
Innocent, little children of Gujarat
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I think that poem is very dull.
Try this one for size.
There was a girl from ealing,
who had a strange feeling,
she laid on her back,
and opened her crack,
then pissed all over the ceiling.
Thats a poem. Oh I was wondering if you could send me a chicken madras, boiled rice and a kingfisher beer. Cheers shag!
That is a dull poem. Try this.
There was a girl from ealing,
who had a strange feeling,
she laid on her back,
and opened her crack,
then pissed all over the ceiling.
As you would agree that is art! ps could you send me a chicken madras, rice and a kingfisher beer please. cheers shag!
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