Hallelujah Prayer

I heard you came to the altar rail,

To lift your voice into a prayer,

But you don’t really mean it now, do ya?

You knelt and bowed your head so low,

You raised your hands to the heavens above, 

I heard your voice as you spoke to the Lord

    Hallelujah

    Hallelujah

Hallelujah

    Hallelujah

God forgive me for what I’ve done,

I’ve betrayed your only Son,

I know you doubt my truth now do ya?

Please believe when I say,

I put all my hate behind me today,

I want to live in the light of your glory.  

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

I heard the words you had to say,

I knee beside you at the rail,

I know that you really love him so, do ya

I reach out and grasp your hand,

I lift you up as we stand,

Together we will walk his path forever

How I love You

How I love Him

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Today’s Limerick

There once was an actor named Smollett,

Whose career was headed to the toilette,

He said to Dr, Seu, what can I do?

To throw up a big poo, and make myself into a new Who?

I know what to do, I’ll hire a Somalian crew,

They will muss up my do, in MAGA hats new,

With a noose thrown in too, and I’ll be a brand new Hollywood Who!

Wooowhooo!

“Hey, don’t hit me hard and leave my motherf&%ing Subway Samich alone, you Somali a$$holes.”

And so Mr Smollett, still sits on his tuffette, eating his Subway with vinagarette, like a little statuette, of a gay black suffragette, playing Russian roulette and longing to be Big Moes new girlfriend in prison at La Folette

Now little Jesse Smollett;

really wants to avoid La Follett,

So, he paid ten thousand down and bribed a fat little clown

To throw out his case, simply based on his race.

It seems to be Barack’s place and Moochelle in your face,

To keep black racist haters like Smollett,

Out of a deserved prison like La Follett.

The police say What? Who?

That shit just won’t do.

To civil court goes the Whos,

with Jesse singing the blues.

Oh, we just got the news,

Hollywood’s Empire has fired the New Who.

Now Jesse appears to be screwed,

as the poor house slowly comes into view.

Jesse says, “I won’t pay!”

And the Judge said, WOO WHOO!

I’ve appointed a special prosecutor for YOU New Who!

Jesse cries Oh new, this really won’t do,

I’m slipping from mud into poo!

Don’t worry young New Who, said his lawyer brand new, No one will new,

cause the poo is a close match to you.

Oh s#it through n through,

Jussie is indicted anew,

Six count of poo,

for lying to the Blue.

Kim Foxx got the boot,

And it’s really a hoot,

She’s running for re election as a toot

Now the Illinois Supreme coutus,

has denied Jussie’s dismiss-us,

And that leaves Jussie with a very exposed little scrotus

Now comes Janet Harris
Of Black Panther fame not embarrassed,

Loved Huey, n Bobby n Angela Davis so well,
and will join them all on their visit to hell

And you say what the truck?
So why does that suck?

You see Janet’s the ho what bore Jussie.

And that’s why the Chicago politics are so mussy.
It muddles from hussy to hussy,

You see Muchelle O was the chief hussy ho,who reached out to Kim Foxx,
And said, Let Jussie go!

So we are all waiting,
for court date debating, just what crazy s#its gonna flow.

For nine months now we sit awaiting,
While Jussie’s legal bills are not abating.

Ole Jussie must be pissed,
He just lost his third try to dismiss,
So what to expect?
For this poser elect!

Now, at long last, the trial has begun
The Nigerian brothers have sung.
Paid $3500 for the hoax,
A publicity masterstroke
To boost up Jussie’s poo,
And Trumpsters be screwed.
Poor Jussie takes the stand,
I’m innocent yo understand.
These brother you see
Made it all up on me.

Now the jury begins
Deliberation of his sins
Not the color of his skin,
Or the pleasuring of other men.
But the time he will spend in the pen.

Hillary’s Song

Hillary Clinton keeps falling down
Falling down, all around
Hillary’s arse is on the ground
Old crooked Hillary

Built her up with Uranium One
Loads of mon, should have won
Build her up with Benghazi fun
Old crooked Hillary

Hillary Clinton belongs in jail
Beyond the pale, not in jail
Lock her up and hear her wail
Old crooked Hillary

Send her off to GITMO camp
Hot and damp, GITMO camp
Let the Haitians guard da tramp
Old crooked Hillary

Hillary Clinton keeps falling down
Falling down, all around
Hillary’s arse is on the ground
O-l-d-c-r-o-o-k-e-d-H-i-l-l-a-r-y

Angel

Aurora

Once every thousand years, a new angel is born,

They live on God’s earth until it is time for them to be fitted with little wings.

While these baby angels are on earth, the Holy Spirit surrounds them in his protection,

And the glory of His love fills the cradle in which they sleep.

When we peer into the cradle,

All we see is a beautiful smile and the face of heaven itself,

The hardness of our heart melts and we understand,

What it means to be humble and without sin.

If you have ever doubted the existence of our Lord,

Wait till the little one wakes and look into their eyes,

And His blessed assurance will be with you now and forever.