Ole Twitchy

Written by: DON JOHNSON

Ole Twitchy Ole Twitchy was a healer type, Who saw the way to make things right Was a bit of visualizing, The positive thought, the certainty, When face he saw of sickly she, Aorta bulge would shrink, see’d he, To the doctors consternation, Thoughts are deeds , When you flesh em out, Begone you doubting weed, Closed mind of subtle doubt, is condem-damnation, yes indeed,. Our maker creates with his mind, The dummy healer tries to find, A way to help the human kind, A poor copy is his ration, We are a copy of the maker, And have weak power of the mind, Tradition of doubt, keeps us down, Lest co-creator you will find, All supplied by the great Creator. Don Johnson Twitchy 4 the shudder i get , asking in the Lords name, you bet, seeing him 4 an instant yet, 4 a one second shudder, neuralgia is blown asunder, no pain, the now i get, faith produces wonder, no pain an no regret :} ol johnson from downunder...