Posted on 09/08/2010 1:46:04 PM PDT by matt1234
She dove in front of it, and, bulldozers ( contrary to poplular belief ), cannot stop on a dime............................
I Imagine it was a disgusting sight to behold....
She was insane....
I will not apologise....
This is crushing news.....
It did back then. Took the award with olive branches for stupidity.
She would through them out with a real verbal spanking for sure.
As they are, as they taught her everything she knew.
LOLOLOL!!
I did see that. Definitely quite noticeable. Truly a WTF moment.
Excellent!
Probably the best it happened... an idiot on american jihad. Could have been worse. She could have lived and married a Palastinian and mothered another Barak....
THE DEATH OF THE FLAT RACHAEL CORRIE
Borrowed from BastardSword Blog
http://armor.typepad.com/bastardsword/2004/01/the_death_of_th.html
THE DEATH OF THE FLAT RACHAEL CORRIE
(to the tune “The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald”)
Oh the legend lives on from Palestinians on down
Of the big thing they call a bulldozer
The dozer, it’s said, always flattens its dead
When the left wing protesters turn looney.
With a carbon steel frame sixty-two metric tons more
Than the flat Rachael Corrie weighed empty.
The blade it is true is a thing to be feared
When the treads of the dozer start rolling.
The Cat was the pride of the Israeli side
Coming back from some hill in the Gaza
As the big dozers go, it was bigger than most
With a diesel of four hundred horses.
Concluding some berms with a couple of quick turns
Then they left fully fueled up for Rafah
When later that day her megaphone sang
Could it be that dumb witch they was hearin’?
The dirt in the treads made a tattle-tale sound
As the mud broke over the blading
And every man knew, as Miss Corrie did too,
T’was a big Caterpillar come dozin’.
The blade came down and the dumb twit stood her ground
When the D9 bulldozer came plowin’.
Devoid of good sense and ignoring all risk
She turned her back on the oncoming dozer.
When it finally came, the dumb witch kept her place, sayin’
Surely, they’ll stop what they’re doing.
Under the tread her air pathway caved in, she said
Dammit, this shouldn’t have happened!
Her friends called in that the blonde witch was down,
And the bomb storage house was in peril.
And later that day when her lights went outta sight
Came the death of the flat Rachael Corrie.
Does any one know where the sense of libs go
When the blade turns the minutes to hours?
The soldiers all say she’d have got out okay
If she’d put fifteen more feet behind her.
She might have been crushed or she might have split wide;
May have broke ribs and her bladder.
And all that remains is the traces and the stains
Of her imprint, the tread tracks and splatter.
Arafat stews, Hizbollah spews
From the rooms of their compounds in Gaza.
The ISM screams like a spoiled preteen
They voice their support for the terror.
And don’t we all know, when the buses explode
They’ll march out their apologists willing,
Now activists go as the drivers all know
With the big caterpillars remembered.
In a musty old room in Ramallah they prayed,
In the ISM office of terror.
The door bell chimed till it rang seventy-two times
For each cleat on the big Caterpiller.
The legend lives on from Palestinians on down
Of the big thing they call a bulldozer.
The dozer, they said, always flattens its dead
When left wing protestors turn looney!
And the college she attended which aggravated what her parents started.
“Israel should sue the scumbags that raised her to be a Idiot and terrorist trainee.)
And the college she attended which aggravated what her parents started.”
Good Point, The leftists professors finished the job and helped send that nut job into a war zone.
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