Flash, rat a tat, tat, no one shot back.
For Allah, bad ass Muslim walked right in.
Gay cowards, infidels, didn’t they see?
Sig Sauer and Clock 9 hidden on me.
Sinners deserve to die if they don’t fight.
Double-popped, reloaded and shot, they drop.
Savored the slaughter, they run like sheep.
Splattered flesh. A thousand virgins I reap.
Pagans, three sixty around me, timid.
Jihad made easy, not one Jew challenged.
Amble the Pulse, shoot at will, turn it red.
Wanton targets, heathens better off dead.
From behind me, they ran, not one brave soul.
Hundreds present, rush me, perhaps less slain.
Lovers they were but only of the flesh.
Not one offered his life to save the rest.
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