Apr 2017
The driver did not stop,
He did not fear any cop,
Human heads he was to chop.
Made a red purée of humans,
He read Satanic Verses,
It's a religion of peace.
He did not fear any cop,
Human heads he was to chop.
Made a red purée of humans,
He read Satanic Verses,
It's a religion of peace.
Sweden bleeds.
My HP Poem #1485
©Atul Kaushal
My HP Poem #1485
©Atul Kaushal
