These are a few of my favorite Christmas songs.
As the ACLU, CAIR and others of their ilk begin to spread warm greetings and cheer during this upcoming Holiday Season, I think it’s time for some politically INCORRECT Christmas Carols. I’m getting misty-eyed as I compile a list of my favorites while experiencing a warm glow coming over me (I certainly hope it’s not the same kind as Alexander Litvinenko’s). Anyway, let me share a few familiar song titles with you, albeit slightly modified.
Infidels, Infidels, it’s jihad time in the city (Silver Bells)
Frosty the Imam (Frosty the Snowman), also known as, “Come Fly With Me”
Jihadi Tree, O’ Jihadi Tree, there is a Jew behind thee (Christmas Tree)
O’ Little Town of Kandahar (O’ Little Town of Bethlehem)
Omar, the One-Eyed Mullah (Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer)
Deck the Halls With Bombs of Plastique (Deck the Halls)
Hark, Harold the Mullah’s Singhing (Hark the Herald Angels)
Here Comes Sadr Claus (Here Comes Santa Claus)
Away In a Bunker (Away in a Manger)
We Wish You a Merry Death Wish (We Wish You a Merry Christmas)
No Al Qaeda In Iraq, or Nancy Pelosi’s, I’m Too Sexy For My Shirt (Skin) (all right, it’s not a Christmas Carol – I know)
O’ Hillary, O’ Hillary, what happened to Vince Foster? (O Christmas Tree)
The Little Bomber Boy (The Little Drummer Boy)
I Saw Nancy Kissing Murthra’s Ass (I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus)
Slay Ride (Sleigh Ride)
O’ Come All Ye Muslims, kill all non-believers (O’ Come All Ye Faithful)
All I Want For Christmas Is My I.E.D. (All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth)
I’ve Got My (Suicide) Vest to Keep Me Warm (I’ve Got My Love to Keep Me Warm)
Alcee Got Run Over By Pelosi (Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer)
Iraqin’ Around the Sunni Tree (Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree)
Violent Night (Silent Night)
People We Have Blown Sky High (Angels We have Heard on High)
Can you feel the love here? I’m thinking about releasing a CD, but will it play in Peoria?
Please feel free to add a few of your all-time favorites.
During the late 1960’s, I saw a television program that featured a group of soldiers in Vietnam singing their own version of “The Twelve Days of Christmas” which mocked the periodic cease fires that the Communists routinely violated. It went like this:
On the fifth day of truce time, old Ho Chi gave to me
five mortar rounds
four Viet Cong
three Chinese
two rocket rounds
and a sniper in a palm tree.