A hippy who was ever so calm,
Thought that peace was the whole of Islam.
His faith got derailed;
God’s Oneness, he veiled;
For a penny, he’ll now read your palm.
A da‘i who spoke against pride;
Bragged we couldn’t be him if we tried.
He shouted so loud;
And built up a crowd;
He now feels so self-satisfied.
A hijabi was asked one fine day,
Why do you cover your hair in this way?
‘It’s modesty, you see;’
Which did confuse me;
Coz the rest of her wares were displayed!.
There was a big show-off from Goa,
Who thought himself Rocky Balboa.
All flash in the ring,
Went down at ding ding,
It still cracks them up in Iowa.
A salafi who just loved to bicker,
Refused to legitimately differ.
He ain’t got a clue;
What’s usul from furu‘;
He’s stitched himself up like a right kipper.
Monotheists cause so much unrest,
They think that the good Lord knows best.
It’s a phobia, you see;
And the right to consent to incest.