It is finished.....
Butt lo....the days will come when that which is Worldwide, long dead, shall finally also not endure in name and shall be finished.Praise God from whom all blessings flow......And the King of the West shall declare it so, through feigned input shall he declare, "I care not what you call it, just call it not Worldwide, for it offendeth me and hath low many years , even from my youth. For now I have the gold and he who hath the gold winneth, even so hath my father taught me."This King, unqualified in learning and devoid of common sense,Installed by nepotism and perpetuated by self decreeWho scorned the little ones and mocked the ShephardsShall yet longer, over nothing, rule and declare,"Hell no I ain't steppin down, cause darn it, I'm worth it, and the pay is good...in Him. My father raiseth not stupid children."This King , shall lie to the little ones oft betimes and of Shepards makes fools most often before the Children of God.Who oft saith "no" when "yes" was in his heartAnd "Never" when "Soon" be the truth.And the Minions of the King...oi...these Imperial Minions!Who flow with tides and change with the wind,Their butts to keep in clover promised by the King,Yet remember they not how oft the King doth forget , as in times past, his words of promise to those who did serve.How sleep the minions? Fine shall they sleep and give no account of that which they have sold nor taken to themselves. Yeah verily hath mine father also not raised a stupid son and I smell where thieves and robbers have broken in and taken that which belongeth not to them and smirk hiding behind their faith, falsely so called.(Enter the late Frank of Sinatra....sing it Frank!)"And so, the end is near...it's time to face the final curtain.(Sniff sniff)My friends , i'll make it clear, and of this truth, I am most certain.These men, these men of Gawd, have taken all, not in a shy wayAnd this, much more than this...they did it their way!Regrets, I gots a bunch, but then a bunch not worth repeatingI tried, I really tried, to help the sheep, who oft were bleetingI hate, they got away, with all the bucks not in a shy wayTwas bold, they got the gold and hit the hiiiigh way!Yes, there were times, I think they knew,That they bit off more than we could chewBut through it all, they left no doubt,if you don't like, then..just get out.The record shows , they dealt the blows....and hit the hiiighway!And now , the End has come,Thank God for this most holy moment.The name, that name is gone , it's all done ,they got the whole thing.We dinked, we dinked around, and let it be , we simply languishedIt's done, it's really done...it's finally fiiiiinished.......OOOOOOOh there were tiiiimes, I think we knewThese guys were nuts, what could we do?We prayed for help, it did not comeI blame myself, I was so dumbThe record shows, we took the blowsSoooomeone just slaaaaaaaaaaaap meeeeeeee!":)M.T. Diehl
Posted -- 10/16/2005
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