Well, they might just as well have named a clown we know as opposd to one we don't.
Either way, I predict a short, unhappy life for the poor bozo.
UPDATE: - Send In More Clowns
Isn't it rich?
Weren't they a pair?
Z-man at last underground,
Oz in a cave somewhere.
Send in more clowns.
Isn't it bliss?
Don't you approve?
One who is perfectly dead,
One who can't move.
Where are the clowns?
Send in more clowns.
Just when he's sure he wouldn't be found,
His network had already unwound,
Bombs were released with the usual flair,
The trajectory sure...
And Z-man was there!
Don't you love farce?
Then listen my dear.
Osama is happy Z's gone,
To those virgins somewhere.
Yes, they sure are clowns
Quick, send in more clowns.
Like al-Muhajir.
Isn't it rich?
Isn't it queer,
The timing was perfect, you see
To end Z's career...
And where are the clowns?
They have lots more clowns--
So don't shed a tear.
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