There’s two dear names that I can spell the best!
“M” is for the million things she gave me
“O” means only that she’s growing old
“T” is for the tears she shed to save me
“H” is for her heart of purest gold
“E” is for her eyes with love-light shining
“R” means right and right she’ll always be.
Put them all together they spell MUSLIM MOTHER,
two words that mean the world to me.
Choker Tsarnaeva, Intensive Care Unit
(PS I’ll send you infidels the bill, OK?)
Ah, parental consent.
To mommie dearest:
**** you, and Allah too.
The jihadist witch has a death wish that a long line of volunteers would be glad to grant her.