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Doubting Couplets

Let’s all be nice and save their souls.
They’ll fill us full of bullet holes.

They left their land because of war.
But all young guys? You’d that ignore?

Their culture will enrich our own.
Their scimitars they like to hone.

They’ll make our nation more like theirs.
A bombed out mess where no one cares?

Acknowledge your irrational fear!
I understand beheadings dear.

They’ll fit in well, you racist dunce.
They thought that in the Balkans once.

— D.N. O’Brien