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I'm sick of the Muzzies,
Making me sad,
With their constant complaints,
And creeping jihad.
I'm sick of third-worlders,
Hijacking my nation,
With their halal and their mosques,
Diluting civilisation.
I'm sick of these inbreds,
And their accusations of libel,
That we don't respect their Koran,
While they burn our flags and Bible.
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