Creeping Normality

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poetry, poem, limerick, ISIS, Jihadists, Islamization, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, Australian poet, London Islamic terrorist attack 2017, Boiling Frogs, Creeping normality, London Bridge attacks

Have fun at the concert my dear.
Don’t take any drugs – don’t drink beer.
Be careful my sweet
When you’re crossing the street,
And look out for terrorists – hear?

Off to Work

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poetry, poem, limerick, ISIS, Jihadists, Islamization, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, Australian poet, London terror attacks, Islamic terror

Dawn casts its glow on our defeat.
Dead bodies, they litter the street.
The Jihadist rises,
Prays, then exercises;
Another day and more fresh meat.

Run Hide Tell Shoot

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Australian poet, ISIS, Islamic infiltration, Islamic State, Islamic terror, Jihadists, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, London Bridge attacks, poem, poetry, Run Hide Tell

Now here’s what you have to do son:
Your first response should be to run.
Oh yes! – run like hell –
Then hide – lastly tell
The cops – when that fails…….get a gun.

Carry On Up the Caliphate

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poetry, poem, limerick, jihad, ISIS, islamic Terrorism, Islamization, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, Islamic infiltration, Australian poet, Boiling Frogs, Creeping normality, Manchester bombing

Don’t choose anger, crave vengeance, or hate.
Embrace love, and appease and placate.
Just go on as before;
Keep no guard at the door;
Carry on, people – accept your fate.

Express sorrow and woe.
(But don’t mention the foe)
Carry on with hashtags,
And with memes and with flags;
Carry on, and just go with the flow.

Yellow Frogs

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Australian poet, Emmanuel Macron, French election, ISIS, Islamic infiltration, Islamization, Jihadists, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

The French will elect E. Macron.
Their fate they’ve decided upon.
An Islamic State
Will assuage their self-hate;
The France that we once knew is gone.

What Assad Knows

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Australian poet, Bashar Assad, ISIS, Islamic State, islamic Terrorism, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry, Syrian civil war

To Allah each day he will pray,
And a Muslim forever he’ll stay.
And his choice, as a rule,
Is a strong man – and cruel;
For democracy isn’t his way.

Keepin’ on Killin’

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Australian poet, ISIS, Islamic infiltration, Islamization, jihad, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

The trucks up in Sweden are mad.
They’re mowing down people – that’s sad.
With no help from drivers
They leave few survivors;
From bumper to bumper they’re bad.

A Cunning Plan (Hypothetically)

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Australian poet, Australian traditional poetry, Formal poetry, Gas attack in Syria, ISIS, jihad, poem, poetry

We’ve got a problem guys – the pres
Now likes Assad – or so he says.
We need to turn his views around.
We need some action on the ground
In Syria, to make Trump see
That he is wrong – this chemistry
Between him and this chump Bashar
Has gone a little bit too far.
OK let’s get things moving fast;
Our allies – well they’re quite aghast
That peace may pretty soon break out
In Syria – we’re not about
To let that happen – here’s the plan:
The rebels – look I’m not a fan,
But we support them – yeah I know
They’re bastards, but Assad must go.
Obama, late lamented chief,
It was his wish – now I’ll be brief:
We’ll give these fiends a little rope;
They’ll hang Assad– or so we hope;
They’ll set him up – commit a crime;
Blame it on him – just like last time.
What will they do? – What heinous deed?
It’s up to them – are we agreed?
We’re not involved! – no not a bit;
It gives me gas to think of it.
But I’m quite sure it will be bad.
Imagine Trump – he’ll be quite sad;
He’ll be incensed; he’ll be enraged.
(The fool won’t know it’s all been staged)
We’ll urge him then to swiftly act.
By all our allies we’ll be backed.
We’ll bomb the Syrians to Hell.
The hordes of refugees will swell.
Strong man Assad will surely flee
And rebel armies will be free
To murder and to subjugate.
Al Qaeda and Islamic State
Will fight each other – what a mess!
(Well I’m excited – I confess)
And all the other Muslim shits
Will chop each other into bits!
Once gone for good – the threat of peace,
All talk of compromise will cease.
Russian expansion will be checked,
And Putin’s plans will all be wrecked.
It’s all we need – just one attack,
And Syria is back on track.

Chemical Reaction

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Donald Trump, ISIS, Islamic State, jihad, Jihadists, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry, Syrian attack, Tomahawk missile attack

Poison gas? Ready tomahawks! – fire!
Rebels did it??? – Assad’s such a liar!
Arab son of a bitch!
To the rebels we’ll switch –
The good Arabs – the ones we admire.

Dangerous bedfellows

An Axe Attack

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australian formal poetry, Australian poet, Australian traditional poetry, Bashar Assad, ISIS, Islamic State, islamic Terrorism, jihad, poem, poetry, Spenserian sonnet, Syria, Syrian attack, Tomahawk missile attack

Assad it seems has been cut down to size;
With tomahawks they’ve given him the chop.
And only time will tell if this was wise
And whether further limbs they’ll have to lop.
(Once pruning starts it can be hard to stop)
Will weakening Assad pay dividends? –
America’s now playing the world’s cop –
But backing crazies? – Oops! I mean our friends!
Well was this justified? Well it depends:
The Russians say the rebels were the cause,
But Trump’s attack the White House now defends.
Miscalculations sometimes lead to wars;
It’s best to know the truth before one acts –
Let’s hope Trump’s in possession of the facts.