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Australian poet, Diverse quisine, Halal food, Halal slaughter, Islamization, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry
I know that they slash and they stab;
That I may end up on a slab.
That’s a risk I will take
For I love Halal steak,
And I can’t do without my kebab.
dnobrienpoetry 
That explains why some are so eager for Muslim immigration.
This piece caused me to do some research on the subject because I didn’t know much about it at all. Thanks for leading me to the information.