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I’m told by Big Brother – don’t worry;
There’s no need to scramble or scurry.
But look at that sack on
That bearded guy’s back!
I’m turning around – in a hurry.

I feel my blood pressure is rising.
I guess that that isn’t surprising.
Carry on though I must;
There’s a guy I can trust!
Uber drivers are so enterprising!

“Take me home, Al Jihad” – that’s the name
On his I.D. card there in the frame.
“Oh I will sir – he said,
And on time – you’ll be dead.
But I first have to murder and maim.”