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their is a train
who shipments rely
who deliverest
for us all
on this train
who supplies
these counterfeiters
double-cross us all
they take from peter
to give to paul
casears men
hide in bushes
to overtake
these wicked souls
the Damsel is distressed
the conducter see's her
he stops the train
to help her out
yet be hold
the white hats stand by
what is this
their being duked by they're own
he crosses-lines
to become the bad-guy
they grab the lute
and then there gone
days and days
the white-hats searchest
they go from town to town
til their wires sent
100 white hats
are ah proaching
the nerves of the blackhats
are made of steel
they hide the loot in the green barn
the equipment they took
is stored their too
the storms a raging
it causes delays
the black-hats
ride thru out the storm
the white-hats stop
to talk to Jesus
they don't know their prayers heard
Superman traveled
thru a time portal
he heard the prayers
and answered for Jesus
he grabs the Loot
and recovers the storage
he save the day
while the white-hats pray!

Copyrighted to the Choir of Space Church..#000 A>D Roma- Lover and PaciCorp. Speak whispers and pray to Jesus. Made the church-folk angry that these secular-sinners drank whiskey and spoke ill of Jesus!" tales sung by the exaggerating Heathen, " a letter to the glassy-eyed Hussy"
Song's of Caesar, the band of Gypyes, and a hickory axle-ed wagon, with two oxen pulling it! From the Theme of Hypacroties, " I am a Hippocrite" written by Duldo Griffie, 2109, on the Quadro Space Vessel , Sigma Rocket IIV!
Who is Bizzarro?" a song by Pinklipp and LadyPhatt- Bottom!

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