Inspired by this report
Sung to the tune of “There Was an Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly”
There was an old terrorist who suffered from fever
Or maybe not – he is a deceiver
Let’s hope he’ll die
There was an old terrorist who suffered from nausea
Which was no surprise – his place stunk like diarrhea
Let’s hope he’ll die
There was an old terrorist with a stuffy nose
He could no longer smell his disgusting toes
Let’s hope he’ll die
There was an old terrorist who was contantly shaking
Might be Parkinsons; or again he’s faking
Let’s hope he’ll die
There was an old terrorist who suffered from gall stones
After he dies, we should spit on his bones
Let’s hope he’ll die
There was an old terrorist who may have suffered from cancer
While his wife lived it up – she is kind of a prancer
Perhaps he’ll die
