It Was Blair At The Time Poem by chris dawson

Abdul’s got a bomb you know
He made in Kuala Lumpur
Flew in via Pakistan
With Semtex up his jumper
His brother sits in Wormwood Scrubs
And with every note he writes
He praises Abdul’s holy war
God’s with him as he fights
Lawyers protest the jail’s unfair
As Abdul now prepares
To explode onto the martyr scene
And catch all unawares
Human rights advocates
And our noble leader’s wife
Waffle through their coffee cups
As they determine life
Dismissive as the news comes through
Thirty dead so far
A clash within a market place
Has rocked the old Kasbah

Cherie don’t like it….rock the Kasbah. rock the Kasbah