08 Murphy's Law Land

to the tune of the theme to Gilligan's Island

Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale
A tale of a three year trip
Of one and twelve men pulled away
By One's mighty spirit

The grace was a water walking man
The capitol was sure
'Leven 'prentices were call away
On a three year tour
A tri-annum tour

The heavens started getting rough
One 'prentice was lost
Denied yet the courage of the twelve remained
But still all was lost

By morning and without decay
The whole body was lost
It was as if it walked away and did have no moss

With Magdalene
Johanne runner
Strolling Stone went in first
He folded His tomb and there where He got up
Here where Murphy's Law rules