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| Report: Saddam Writing Poetry in Prison | |
| 2004-07-27 | |
| Roses are red I'll ask you not laugh When they stretch my neck like a Rothschild giraffe The Rantburg Saddam Prison Poetry Contest is hereby declared open.
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| Posted by:Zenster |
| #29 Sorry I'm so late. I'm in the slammer, The evidence a damner. I'm screwed. I'm through. How true. Down will come Justice's hammer. |
| Posted by: Steve from Relto 2004-08-19 9:47:05 AM |
| #28 Mucky, too funny! ROFL And you mentioned your hero, chainey! |
| Posted by: GreatestJeneration 2004-07-27 11:17:51 PM |
| #27 god willing, here im in sit great leader of nation my rule in ligit dont lissen chainey sayin ima great muslim savior befor crusader came callin cuz in my behavior my statue now fallin bush isnt see all good thing im done maybe peples aint free but the peace in been won blasted shia and kurds they are need teach a lesson sarin gas in does hurt now they no more are messin i am great conquer! those dog in iran im make many a slaughter and bring peace in the land then infedil kuwait in test all my patience they are bring they own fate by being a nation then goddamer bush! he is make coalition ima get kick in the tush my dream not see fruition then good years are follow after take care shia mess un resolve in shallow clinton staining em dress ima have 2 good sons litle ooday and kusay they are learned them lessons on killing and pussy then tragic day is strike and im knew end at the door no awful message like bush till 2004 ima knew this happen! him threat i am hear then 911 happen ima grow me a beard he is not understand itn my peples im love palaces all over the land so im can look at them from above so now here im in sit my trial in draw nearer this fate in bullshit for great muslim leader! allahu ackar! |
| Posted by: saddam4doo 2004-07-27 11:15:42 PM |
| #26 Curiously enough, France's foreign minister, Dominique de Villepin was an amateur poet. As we know, Monsieur de Villepin argued eloquently against the Iraq invasion. Perhaps Dominque and Saddam "touched" one another with heady poetry in the past which caused an empathy between the two? |
| Posted by: rex 2004-07-27 10:32:19 PM |
| #25 "Doom, despair, and agony on me, "Deep dark depression, endless misery, "If it weren't for bad luck, "I'd have no luck at all, "Doom, despair, and agony on me." ______________Junior Samples |
| Posted by: borgboy 2004-07-27 10:24:28 PM |
| #24 Classic thread? |
| Posted by: Korora 2004-07-27 10:03:10 PM |
| #23 Dead Dead Dead Soon |
| Posted by: tu3031 2004-07-27 8:34:31 PM |
| #22 Who blow'd up da owl? ....ahhh that's been done already. |
| Posted by: Rex Mundi 2004-07-27 8:24:09 PM |
| #21 "I'm the kind of Muslim that is built to last.. "Fu*k with me and get a foot up your a*s!" _________Easy E borg |
| Posted by: borgboy 2004-07-27 7:40:15 PM |
| #20 Sung to "All By Myself" Music : Eric Carmen & Sergei Rachmaninov When I was young I never needed anyone And torturing folks was just for fun Those days are gone Alone in a cell I think of all the folks that I’ve bribed But when I write the letters now Answers are few Alone in a cell Don’t wanna be, alone in this cell Up on the wall Don’t wanna look, at Bush's picture anymore Hard to be sure Some times I feel so surely doomed And good times so distant and long gone There is no cure |
| Posted by: Oge_Retla_2004 2004-07-27 5:59:23 PM |
| #19 There once was a man named Saddam Who in prison was made to wear a thong Oops. Im sorry, I just grosed myself out. |
| Posted by: Anonymously yours 2004-07-27 5:25:37 PM |
| #18 #7 There once was a man from Tikrit who was such an obnoxious shit no one ever explained why his sons raped and maimed but they're dead like he'll be in a bit. #10 somebody say hiakoo? how many syllables is draw and quartered? "Drawn and quartered" would be four syllables, as in: Steak cut up by chef Summer eyed troops want me drawn and quartered too |
| Posted by: Zenster 2004-07-27 4:14:29 PM |
| #17 Just the thought gives me a .... COFFEE ALERT! |
| Posted by: Bodyguard 2004-07-27 1:01:02 PM |
| #16 Dear Osama, how you been? The wives, the kids, the den? Me? Not so bad. But my kids… ya that was sad. But look at the bright side. Im having tons of fun. Eatin cookies, writin poems Although, I miss the sun. But prisons not so bad Like I said the food is good And Allah’s got my back Just like Mohammed said he would. So Im sure you got the memo To spring good ol’ Saddam So this is a reminder If you don’t I think Im done. It really worries me a lot To me letters no reply I sent you lots of little notes I guess I wonder why I thought that we were pals But it sure has been a while I miss hearing your Jihad talk And I sure do miss your smile. So hurry, come and break me out Or at least you could me write That way I’d know that you still care I’d know that you’re alright So I’ll be waiting for your letter Send a picture if you could And spray it with your love perfume Just the thought gives me a .... |
| Posted by: Anonymously yours 2004-07-27 12:49:02 PM |
| #15 "Look on my works, ye mighty, and trenble..." |
| Posted by: Fred 2004-07-27 11:43:34 AM |
| #14 And here's another one I wrote sitting at firebase Camelot watching the oil well fires one night after Desert Storm, inspired by Blue Oyster Cult: Strange fires light up the night, Have you aer’ seen such a mystical sight? Don’t ask if they are real. The men in cloth, their lips are sealed. I turn my head up to the sky, I’d like to know before I die, If memories will surely fade, Desert winds, can you take it away? Mass destruction means nothing to me, From the tyrant the small one is free. I’ve seen death upon the sand, Wrath of decay from the insane ones hand. Impoverished souls overcome with despair, One mans’ dream is another’s nightmare. A country’s life is stripped away, Flames by night, darkness by day. Festering black sores deface the terrain, No respite, no refrain. Numerous atrocities so many souls obtain, A culture stripped is so hard to regain. Books of history, written bout’ the sand, Faceless soldiers have retaken the land. Their lives continue, the nation forges on, The face of death is finally gone. |
| Posted by: Bodyguard 2004-07-27 11:35:11 AM |
| #13 Roses are red, Camels sometimes spit. Why do I get a necktie party, When I haven’t done shit? My people still love me, George Dubya is a poop, The saltpeter they feed me Is causing junior to droop. The giant plastic shredders, the containers of sarin, make for a mighty fine day, to take my enemies on a spin. But my people will always love me, It MUST remain this way! Until my corpse is dried up, And all blown away. |
| Posted by: Bodyguard 2004-07-27 11:12:07 AM |
| #12 Here I sit, brokenhearted. Scared to shit; trial just started. |
| Posted by: Spot 2004-07-27 10:43:34 AM |
| #11 There once was a tyrant, Saddam, Who wanted a nuclear bomb. Though Chiraq had his back, George Bush still attacked Now Saddam and his regime are gone! |
| Posted by: Mike 2004-07-27 9:45:25 AM |
| #10 somebody say hiakoo? how many syllables is draw and quartered? |
| Posted by: Half 2004-07-27 8:53:08 AM |
| #9 I was the great dictator, I ruled all that I see I made all kinds of money selling oil through OFP France helped me at the UN, but then came the Marines They snuffed Uday, I had to run away I had to dig like a mole in a spider hole But still they captured me (Apologies to Billy Joel.) |
| Posted by: Mike 2004-07-27 7:01:02 AM |
| #8 I like coffee. I like tea. And why, just because I'm a murderous, Kurd gassing, Iran and Kuwait invading, WMD shuffling, Oil-for-Palaces organizing, Abu Nidal and Al Qaeda supporting, Bounty for Suicide Bombing providing, Marsh draining, Mass Grave digging, and Oil Well torching thug, Does the Coalition have it in for me? |
| Posted by: Adriane 2004-07-27 5:48:27 AM |
#7 There once was a man from Tikrit...Er, you guys finish it. |
| Posted by: someone 2004-07-27 4:11:04 AM |
| #6 Allah is great And I am in jail For trial I wait No Ba'athists, no bail |
| Posted by: Seafarious 2004-07-27 1:43:53 AM |
| #5 Hmmm. So far, I vote for mucky... (But I'm rooting for Steves to come true.) |
| Posted by: PBMcL 2004-07-27 12:55:15 AM |
| #4 The glory disappeared Craven lust for power failed Twisting on the rope |
| Posted by: Steve White 2004-07-27 12:37:38 AM |
| #3 Once I was a tyrant that did many in I have a heart of frozen helium I made a lot of foes with all my sin And used a lot of movie stars so dumb I hated Kurds and tried to wipe them out I let Uday kill women just for fun Now I am doomed to die without a doubt Regrets? Man, I sure have a metric ton! I wish I'd taken Bush more seriously I wish that I'd not had a granite heart I wish I had not made such enemies My soul shall soon flee body like a dart And many will be dancing on my grave While I roast in torments I myself made |
| Posted by: Korora 2004-07-27 12:34:11 AM |
| #2 Might want a separate category for haiku. Roses might be red Autumn's violets are blue Saddam bites it too |
| Posted by: Zenster 2004-07-27 12:32:47 AM |
| #1 we are start 2 days em poets? here i in sit... hmmmm. pomez in hard. ima think on this. |
| Posted by: muck4doo 2004-07-27 12:27:42 AM |