This is the flower of hurt and pain

This is the flower everyone must blame

Blame for your hurt, blame for your loss

Blame for making your life so wrong

This flower is evil and brings you hurt

This flower must be taken from our dirt

This dirt is America, our love and pride

The flower is bin Ladin who really must die

He doesn’t deserve the life he’s got

For it will go soon

With pain and distraught

He caused all this pain and hurt in the world

Now he runs like a little girl

Let him run for he will soon stop

And when he does we’ll be there

And he thinks it’s bad now, this is nothing yet

He began this war, and we’re gonna finish it