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

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