Lex Zaleta al qaeda on the western front

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They showed the man in custody.
His shoulders slumped, and his head was bowed.
They foiled his plan, no doubt bloody,
Is there just one killer in this crowd?
Forget his money
Or how he prays.
We all live to see
Our dying day.
His business card said, Terrorist

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