12 Days of Witnesses (Part 4)
seeking protection of his love life martyring the world
he retreated to England
a few things happened there, jesus got mad for the first time
in the place where government was born
and after being robbed by royalty
the pope was born, carrying a curse, and the knowledge to save the queen
Stop the party, stop the party, he can cancel everything
who are you?
I'm the pope, I'mmmm the pope
all this to save those who had first denied a good idea
which many still need some assistance in realising a good thing
blind leading the blind that he had left behind
he made his way to poland with his big dreams
Aww me so howney
uuh uh me soo howny
aw me soo howny
i'd love you long time
which brings us closer to a fuller circle
back to the place where it all started
I reckon, over yonder there down by the bay
i'm gonna find me something to shoot
and the last part of the story on his way home
the place where arts of war were defined
oh my oh my, look at you, look at you
a picture truly is worth a thousand words
unbelievably to this day, the holy spirit claims saints
ho ho ho merry christmas
on the first day of christmas my true love said to me
it's a partridge in a pair tree
Copyright © Troy Jeremy Nelson | Year Posted 2010
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