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My Veil
(Original song: My Girl by Madness)
My veil’s bad for me
I got all dressed but something’s just not right
I found it hard to speak
Because the veil sticks to my mouth at night
I just can’t see
What’s in front of me
The Burquas sight’s too small
I sort of trip and fall
I even bounce off walls
Every now and then
My veil’s stuck to me
Been on so long that I’m all pure and clean
The Imam passed the word
He said to me that I’m his Burqua Queen
Well no one explained
It really is a pain
My veil is full of hair
I didn’t understand
I didn’t realise
I put it on the wrong way
My veil’s Jehad great
It really scares the she-ite western pigs
My Burqua’s quite the rage
It doesn’t even make my bum look big
I’m just a young teen
A mum of seventeen
Though I’m a Burqua Queen
I feel like Norma Jean
Like a Monroe fan
In the Taliban
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