Sweet, deaf great-granddaughter of the Viking,
Ebba, curse the Lord, you could not hear
the jihad-lorry as it thundered near.
Guiltless child, your mangled limbs igniting
rage in every healthy human heart!
Love-exuding maiden hacked to bits
on Sweden’s multicultural, tolerant streets,
angelic girl whose life will never start.
Dismembered while a continent of eunuchs
pat their multicultural, tolerant backs,
munch their couscous, swig champagne, relax
and preach with all the pompous pride of monarchs.
Young Ebba, sacrificed to gobbledegook,
martyred for a cause that reeks of puke.
