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Nov 2015
By: Cedric McClester

There’s no reason to morn
If Jihadi Hadi John
Is finally finally gone
He clealy was a thorn
Or a giant blemish on
The nose of ISIS face
An inhuman disgrace

May he dwell in hell
The place he must have fell
With no more videos to sell
Now that he’s met his death knell
Unlike the Farmer in the dell
It’s so plain that you can tell
He’s underneath the devil’s spell
So let him scream and yell

You’ve got to figure this
He will not even be missed
Cuz with his knife firmly in fist
He used to violently insist
Cutting heads for him was bliss
And I could go down the list
So as not to be remiss
But I think you get my gist

And just so they will know
We were glad to see him go
See we got him with one blow
Which only goes to show
How our drones kept him in tow
Too late he said, “Oh no!”
He should havce know he had to go
Too bad it wasn’t painful and slow










Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2015.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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   Dead lover
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