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You can come and pray on any day
Inside this lovely masjid
But just you remember this my son
This is my mosque you stupid!
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You can come and pray on any day
Inside this lovely masjid
But just you remember this my son
This is my mosque you stupid!
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Terry and June, the notorious two
scorned and reviled by their neighbours
husband and wife, walking trouble and strife
abhorred for their deplorable behaviour!
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As they stumbled and screeched down the sanctimonious street,
embroiled in a boiling domestic:
“You’re a lousy liar! You’re a rotten two-timer!”
“Stop whining you wench! You make me sick!”
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Here’s a funny little anecdote that involved me as a youth. The morals of this story include that when you are giving people dawah about the deen, take their age, mentality and lifestyle into account before you tell them anything about Islam. And also, when giving dawah to youngsters, especially those brought up in the west, think carefully about what you’re going to say.
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Arise my friend!
And contemplate the Real World
For I need your help as time is running out
If I have no companion here to help me,
My eyes will close
Then sleep will cast me out.
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He arose with gleaming eyes and the traces of last night
still smouldering from the ardour of the tryst.
From her side of the bed, she sat up, carefully observing
Pangs of suspicion swelling, sensing some foreboding:
A Song Inspired By The American Brothers’ Salawaat
This can be sung with the same melody as the one found in this video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2gMANmOsydo&feature=share
Allah Humma
Salli Ala Sayyidina Muhammad!
Wa ala aalihi wa sahbihi
Wa baarik wa sallam!
When I’d hear his name Muhammad
Unmoved, I’d say peace be upon him
Then I was shaken by their true voices
Singing with pure love, peace on Muhammad
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There was this musalli standing in jamaat
And the Imam began leading the prayer,
Proclaiming: “Allahu Akbar!”
The Mussali raised his hands and began his prayer:
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Allah bless him and grant him peace.
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A Humble Homage To Ad Dalaailul Khayraat: Part Two
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For Shaykh Ahmed Babikr and the Saturday Night Dalaail*
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In the name of Allah Most Gracious Most Kind
Verily Allah and His Holy Angels on high
Send prayers upon our Prophet, most noble and divine
So invoke peace and blessings which forever multiply
O you who truly believe in His signs.
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What do you sing with a drunken dervish?
Sing and cry with a drunken dervish?
What do you cheer with a drunken dervish?
Early in the morning!
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I’m a man who was born in England
And I was flabbergasted you see
When this lady jeered with her terrible sneer:
“Go back to your own country!”
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I was sitting minding my own business
At the back of the number twenty-three
And this lady glared like a grizzly bear:
“Go back to your own country!”
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