The Ghouls Are Coming Poem by Rex-mayor Ubini

Shek was great tree
When it grew up it ate
All the trees in the forest
Just to say he’s the bravest.

Shek was a big rat
He ate the lion heart of the cat
Everywhere shek visited
Only blood told the tales

Today Great Skek has fallen
Into the slop of hades
And a ghoul has eaten
One hand of great Shek

Shek where are your bombs
Where are your brave guns
Shek where are your swords
Where is your big mouth

Shek more ghouls are coming
With their elephant bellies
Wake up and boko them
Wake up and haram them.

Shek more ghouls are coming
Wake up and kill them
Kill them like Christmas chickens
Kill them like Salah rams

Shek more ghouls are coming.