T'WAS'THE NIGHT BEFORE... ARUBA STYLE
Saw this on a forum,
and I just had to share,
It was a perfect description,
'Cuz this case 'aint so rare
The writing was witty,
Her depiction so clear,
Alas Natalee is still missing,
Every parents worst fear
and I just had to share,
It was a perfect description,
'Cuz this case 'aint so rare
The writing was witty,
Her depiction so clear,
Alas Natalee is still missing,
Every parents worst fear
T’was the last night of fun,
Which those teens would recall,
The setting of the sun,
A new life in the fall.
New people she met
Her world seemed all right.
Just one last ‘hurrah’
At the end of the night.
“We’ll go see the lighthouse,
We’ll walk on the beach”
They drove out of sight,
She’s no longer in reach…
A parent’s worst nightmare,
A trip into hell,
The Dutchmen are thinking,
A story to tell.
From the Vandersloot house
There arose such a clatter
Paul couldn’t stop sweating
He knew[i][/i] what was the matter!
When what to his wondering eyes did appear
A van full of rebels,
“Oh $h*t, they’re here!!”
The stories are told,
At least a few dozen.
Seems everyone here
Is somebody’s cousin.
Dennis Jacobs asked Dave,
“How much money you got?”
if you rich we will search,
but we won’t, ‘cause you not!”
Karin Jannsen is dim,
Gives blondes a bad name
Won’t talk to Beth,
Gives Aruba much shame.
“We do not search houses,
That’s the cowboy way,
But if you are a black man,
Well, then it’s OK.”
Reuben Trapenburg says,
“Aruba is free,
For family who comes
To search for Natalee”
From the top of the landfill
To the bottom of the sea
“Pretend that we’re searching,
Then charge them a fee.”
Joran sits alone,
in a jail for the summer
He cries to the judge
"why my life such a bummer?"
“So sorry” says Judge,
“for all of your strife.”
“Now fly off to Holland,
get on with your life!”
The three boys are sent walking
“We’ll set up a trap
Those boys, they’ll start talking,”
(Wow, you’re full of crap!)
Mama says, “we all lie,
There’s no point in this drama
When they bad I just say
‘why you lie to your mama?’”
Joran speaks on camera,
He has nothing to fear.
He talks all he wants,
His Daddy is near!
Deepak – enough with the BS already
She did or she didn’t …
you wouldn’t believe
How easy it is to BS and deceive
Satish is so quiet
he says ne’er a word.
Can his lawyer speak English?
Will his version be heard?
Chief Dompig declares,
“they’re all guilty as hell”,
But the ALE office
still has a smell.
Arlene has a fit
for the boycott we’re seeking.
You can’t produce Natalee,
So stop your shrieking!!
“It’s an ongoing case,
we work ‘round the clock.”
Yeah, OK Arlene,
Stuff that shriek with a sock!
Chief Dompig announces
who is to blame
Through ‘Vanity Fair’,
he calls them by name,
It’s Beth and it’s Greta,and it’s Robin and Dave,
Remember,we have our tourism to save.
It’s Phil, and Jamie, and that Nancy Grace,
You know how we hate having her in our face!
Joe Mamanna’s a gangster, And don’t forget Jug.
Put all the evidence under that rug!
While America considers the possible dread,
Visions of Extasy fill Joran’s head
He flashes a smile to hide inner wrath,
Of course he does….he’s a sociopath!
He hears Daddy’s words, time after time,
“Remember my boy, no body NO CRIME!”
--Queen of Denmark
Blogs for Natalee Forum
Which those teens would recall,
The setting of the sun,
A new life in the fall.
New people she met
Her world seemed all right.
Just one last ‘hurrah’
At the end of the night.
“We’ll go see the lighthouse,
We’ll walk on the beach”
They drove out of sight,
She’s no longer in reach…
A parent’s worst nightmare,
A trip into hell,
The Dutchmen are thinking,
A story to tell.
From the Vandersloot house
There arose such a clatter
Paul couldn’t stop sweating
He knew[i][/i] what was the matter!
When what to his wondering eyes did appear
A van full of rebels,
“Oh $h*t, they’re here!!”
The stories are told,
At least a few dozen.
Seems everyone here
Is somebody’s cousin.
Dennis Jacobs asked Dave,
“How much money you got?”
if you rich we will search,
but we won’t, ‘cause you not!”
Karin Jannsen is dim,
Gives blondes a bad name
Won’t talk to Beth,
Gives Aruba much shame.
“We do not search houses,
That’s the cowboy way,
But if you are a black man,
Well, then it’s OK.”
Reuben Trapenburg says,
“Aruba is free,
For family who comes
To search for Natalee”
From the top of the landfill
To the bottom of the sea
“Pretend that we’re searching,
Then charge them a fee.”
Joran sits alone,
in a jail for the summer
He cries to the judge
"why my life such a bummer?"
“So sorry” says Judge,
“for all of your strife.”
“Now fly off to Holland,
get on with your life!”
The three boys are sent walking
“We’ll set up a trap
Those boys, they’ll start talking,”
(Wow, you’re full of crap!)
Mama says, “we all lie,
There’s no point in this drama
When they bad I just say
‘why you lie to your mama?’”
Joran speaks on camera,
He has nothing to fear.
He talks all he wants,
His Daddy is near!
Deepak – enough with the BS already
She did or she didn’t …
you wouldn’t believe
How easy it is to BS and deceive
Satish is so quiet
he says ne’er a word.
Can his lawyer speak English?
Will his version be heard?
Chief Dompig declares,
“they’re all guilty as hell”,
But the ALE office
still has a smell.
Arlene has a fit
for the boycott we’re seeking.
You can’t produce Natalee,
So stop your shrieking!!
“It’s an ongoing case,
we work ‘round the clock.”
Yeah, OK Arlene,
Stuff that shriek with a sock!
Chief Dompig announces
who is to blame
Through ‘Vanity Fair’,
he calls them by name,
It’s Beth and it’s Greta,and it’s Robin and Dave,
Remember,we have our tourism to save.
It’s Phil, and Jamie, and that Nancy Grace,
You know how we hate having her in our face!
Joe Mamanna’s a gangster, And don’t forget Jug.
Put all the evidence under that rug!
While America considers the possible dread,
Visions of Extasy fill Joran’s head
He flashes a smile to hide inner wrath,
Of course he does….he’s a sociopath!
He hears Daddy’s words, time after time,
“Remember my boy, no body NO CRIME!”
--Queen of Denmark
Blogs for Natalee Forum
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