The terrorists are here
They're here in the great USA...

She lay there crying
Blood was all around her...

Note: This poem is pointless. I got bored.
What poem should I write next...

Aw! Young love
What a wonderful experience...

There is a thunderstorm outside
The thunder is yelling now in the night sky...

I am an animal and ocean lover.
I wonder about what's below the sparkling surface...