The SAS are friggin hardasses
Here is a poem for you yanks that was published in a newpaper....enjoy
Osama Bin Laden
I hope this letter finds you well
and all the missiles we have dropped
are making your life Hell
I must admit I get a kick
when I watch the news each night
and if I could I would be there
joining in the fight.
Every time a missile hits
I get a wicked smile
as I imagine it hitting you
My elation gets quite wild.
I dreamed I was a pilot
on an AC-130
I dig those awesome airships
and the places they can go.
105ml cannons
Howitzers I am told
Youv'e got to love those Muthers
their worth much more than gold.
Our SAS Commandos
have a motto they live by
Just three small words on a dagger with wings
"Who Dares Wins" it cries.
They spend three hard years in training
and they don't train in a dress.
Their trained for all conditions
and they have your new adress.
The SAS are experts
in lots of weaponery
and they are bringing plenty with them
to wherever you may be.
9ml automatics
M4's and a steyr or two
MP5 submachine guns
just to name a few.
They won't be riding camels
They'll be coming from the sky
to support their mates from USA
Osama, Wave goodbye.