Bin Ladin's Reward

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Bin Laden died while hiding and he went to Paradise.
“At last,” he cried, “I’ve traded in my cave for something nice.
Now bring on all the virgins I have earned since you know when.”
He saw a crowd approaching him and said “But those are men!”

George Washington came striding up, and slugged him in the nose.
And Thomas Paine attacked him in his quaint, old fashioned clothes.
James Madison, a little guy, just kicked him in the shin.
Tom Jefferson, a brawny man, unloaded on his chin.

The angry mob all joined in, beating him with clubs and sticks;
They stomped him and they kicked him and they bashed his head with bricks.
They beat him to a bloody pulp; they gave it to him good.
He couldn’t die, for he was dead; he only wished he could.

When God, or Allah, came on by and saw what had been wrought,
Bin Laden couldn’t speak but God responded to his thought.
“I told you what was here for you when you were fin’ly dead.
I said Virginians waited here. What did you think I said?