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To: SJackson

IF PELOSI is a DEVOUT CATHOLIC-—

I am the captain of a cruise ship


2 posted on 05/12/2024 6:24:36 AM PDT by ridesthemiles (not giving up on TRUMP---EVER)
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To: ridesthemiles

I am the eggman. I am the walrus. Googoogajoob.


33 posted on 05/12/2024 9:35:14 AM PDT by Eleutheria5 (Every Goliath has his David. Child in need of a CGM system. https://gofund.me/6452dbf1. )
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To: dennisw; Cachelot; Nix 2; veronica; Catspaw; knighthawk; Alouette; Optimist; weikel; Lent; GregB; ..
But she left out...


An old cowpoke went ridin’ out one dark and windy day.
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way.
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw -
Plowin’ through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw.

Yippee-I-aye
Yippee-I-o
Ghost herd in the sky

A choosey mom went ridin' out - in her hybrid Chevrolet.
In gridlock traffic she rested - frustrated by delay.
When all at once a countless crowd of human lives she saw -
All tossed into a bucket by the full force of the Law.

Yippee-I-o
Yippee-I-aye
Dead babies in the snow...

Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs were made of steel.
Their horns were black and shiny, and their hot breath he could feel.
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky -
For he saw the riders comin’ hard, and he heard their mournful cry

Yippee-I-aye
Yippee-I-o
Ghost riders in the sky

Their hands were still attached but cut up by knives of steel.
Their eyes, no longer shiny, wished for things they'd never feel.
A bolt of fear went through her as she heard their silent cry -
coming straight for her - and she felt that she was going to die.

Yippee-I-o
Yippee-I-aye
Dead babies in the snow...

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat.
They’re ridin’ hard to catch that herd, but they ain’t caught ’em yet.
‘Cause they got to ride forever on that range up in the sky,
On horses snorting fire – as they ride on hear their cry.

Yippee-I-aye
Yippee-I-o
Ghost riders in the sky

Their faces gone, their lips are blue, they'll never poop or sweat,
Their souls now cry from Heaven - as their pleas have not been met.
But they'll be with GOD forever, in the big house in the sky.
Have you made plans to be there?  You know someday you'll die.

Yippee-I-o
Yippee-I-aye
Dead babies in the snow...

As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name'
"If you wanna save your soul from Hell a-ridin’ on our range.
"Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride:
"Tryin’ to catch the Devil’s herd across these endless skies."

Yippee-I-aye
Yippee-I-o
Ghost riders in the sky

As her child crawled on by her, she heard it call her name.
It said, "Mommy; PLEASE I love you.  And forgive you just the same.
"So won't you change your ways today or Satan will grab your hide.
"And you'll be lost forever - never to have me by your side."

Yippee-I-o
Yippee-I-aye
Dead babies in the snow...

 
52 posted on 05/16/2024 6:45:22 AM PDT by Elsie (Heck is where people, who don't believe in Gosh, think they are not going...)
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