/lit/ - Literature

Hey there Khalilah
My desert flower age thirteen
You're the only Paki girl for me
Allah's best mujahideen
Yes it's true
The Twins would still stand without you
Death to the Jews

Hey there Khalilah get on your knees and face the east
You got me hungry for your pita bread but something's funky with the yeast
Oh yes it's true
Israel won't fall without you
So let's kill more Jews

Ohh, please cover up your feet
Ohh, please cover up your feet
Ohh, you can't go in the street
Ohh, you can't go in the street
Can't go in the street

Hey there Khalila take this C4 and this vest
And go run the London marathon
Kill those pigdogs of the west
Yes it's true
Allah loves you


I haven't figured out how it ends