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Michael Stone
He was also convicted for three other murders but was released early in August under the terms of the Good Friday Agreement.The judge at his trial had recommended the 44-year-old East Belfast man serve 30 years imprisonment.Television pictures of his attack on the funeral of one of the three IRA members killed by the SAS in Gibraltar were beamed all over the world from Milltown Cemetery in west Belfast. Few of us will forget the scenes on our television screens when Stone gunned down mourners at a Belfast funeral.
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When Stone emerged from HMP The Maze in August, he declared "my war is over".However, it has been difficult for him to stay out of the limelight.On 15 August 2000 he stood on a platform alongside convicted UFF commander Johnny Adair after a show of strength by loyalist paramilitaries on Belfast's Shankill Road. |
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Now gather round you Protestants,
I’ve got a tale to tell,
Of how a bloke called Michael Stone
Blasted the IRA to hell.
He climbed into the cemetery,
Clutching guns and grenades
And blasted the Fenian fuckers
As they stood amongst the graves !
The Mickeys dived for cover,
As the bombs fell all around
Then Michael took out his trusty gun
And shot three Provos down.
Some tried in vain to chase him
But our hero showed no fear,
He shouted “Come and get me”
With two fingers in the air !
Big-mouth Gerry Adams,
His face a ghostly white
Was hiding behind a tombstone
His knickers full of shite,
The yellow Provie bastard,
His mouth now lost for words
Was hiding from big Michael,
As down his leg ran turds !
But good luck to you Michael
You really made our day.
A real-life one man army
Who faced the IRA.
Ten thousand Fenian bastards
Where scared to death of you
A victory for old Ulster,
and The fine RED, WHITE and BLUE.
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