A Blind Thug Called Azrael Poem by Madrason .
A Blind Thug Called Azrael
Thank you for our rubble said the Palestine
but the true Philistine said that rubble is mine
barefooted stripped naked David now I know
saw the naughty giant that just couldn't grow
thus the Palestine a David in despair
had only just a stone how did he dare
to stare the giant Israel in it's Magog eye
but the stone, just one, it didn't lie
and only once but straight so did it fly! M
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