The Belmont Club has an interesting post on “getting left of the boom”, that is, getting the IED before it gets you.
Whistling an old Sinatra tune
Ahmed roamed the room
Intent on projects for the day
A few things to go boom
Sinatra songs just filled his head
Only The Lonely filled his mind
His wife, his love since she was twelve
Was doing him unkind
The IEDs were cooking now
Friend Yousef taking care
To see that nothing would go wrong
The danger they would share
His mind’s eye drifted back to her
To her new love, the thief
Who stole her gentle eyes from him
Aazad, the Taliban chief
Come Fly With Me, Aazad had said
In The Wee Small Hours they met
Then Yousef brought him back to earth
The fuses must be set
Revenge and rage filled Ahmed’s soul
His love, his wife, her vow
Aazad the Chief was not at fault
But trysts he’d not allow
Sinatra’s words played loud and clear
He’d live by Allah’s code
The IEDs were ready now
And soon they would be sowed
How many of them do you want
Friend Yousef said at last
And Ahmed strode straight for the door
The time was here so fast
Two Marvelous For Words, he smiled
And shouldered up his load
Just One For My Baby is all I need
And one more for the road
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