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