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A Sticky End
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....and so it begins
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Rosie
Bin Laden, macho to a fault, knocked it back in one
Pablo
The effects were pretty instant, and sent him "on the run"
Bismarck
Up in the sky, where the CIA had their satellite
Phil
The 'strains' of his discomfort were transmitted, byte by byte.
Rosie
We have him, he has got the shakes, the spies said with much glee
Bismarck
So they targeted a drone on his outside WC.
Pablo
With a bang and roar, it was no more, his kharzi now was gone
Rosie
There now was nowhere he could place his ample sit-upon
Bismarck
He shook his fist and made a list of revenges slow, but sweet,
Pablo
Such as strangling Dubya with a cast-off winding sheet
Phil
But first of all, he could not stall; a lavvy he must find
Bismarck
And preferably with paper, to wipe his large behind.
KagomeShuko
He knew of places he could go, but none were very secret
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