Author's note: I know this is outdated, but give it a chance. The tune is set to "Camp Grenada" or "Dance of the Hours", for anyone who cares.
Hello muddah, hello faddah,
I am writing from Camp Osama.
It is stupid, it is stinky,
There's this donkey that almost bit my pinky.
It didn't hurt, I didn't cry,
I didn't feel it, I didn't die,
I merely kicked him, and I cuss-ed,
I made a fool outta myself for all this fussin'
Then I met Mr. Osama,
He say "I kill you, I kill yo' mama",
So I kick him in the groin,
He kneel down on the floor and say "OY!"
Now I'm stuck up in this prison,
Waitin' for my releasin'
Til' that day that I am free,
I will kick and fight and hit and bite and scream!
Goodbye muddah, goodbye faddah,
Goodbye stupid Camp Osama!
I am leaving, I am gone,
Soon as America drops off their little bomb!
I am happy, I'm not mad,
Taliban's gone, I am glad!
Hey lookit! That bomb fell!
Looks like we will be seeing you in Hell!