The Complaints Of The Dead Suicide Bomber Poem by Eugene Levich

The Complaints Of The Dead Suicide Bomber

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Hey!

I thought I would get seventy-two luscious virgins in Heaven

But,

Now Allah tells me there was a mistranslation—
It's really seventy-two RAISONS, not seventy-two VIRGINS!
And I don't even like raisons!

And it is very hot down here!

Wednesday, September 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: religions,terrorism
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