there once was a terrorist from nablus,
who made bombs the shaheeds thought were fabulous
but the hudna was holding and making him poor,
when along came the army, knocking on his door,
"come out come out or we'll come in"
"not by the hair of my chinny chin chin"
so they huffed...
and they puffed...
and KABOOOM!
blew the house in.

and the moral of the story is...
that's one less bomb factory...