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FORTINGALL YEW Is it true; Fortingall Yew, that, our Jesus Christ you knew back in the by gone day Nay; says Fortingall Yew, rumour was to the British isles is Jesus, was on his way Came to the south of England; with his uncle Joseph of Arimathea, looking for tin Then Joseph returned after the death of Jesus to Glastonbury as a true Christian But; Fortingall Yew, yet strangely there is something, that rattles my mind of you Fortingall Yew now bows his head and with great shame, he tells of tale few knew It was rumoured a Caledonian chieftain called Metellanus, stronghold at Glen Lyon One of his delegation; father a child with a Caledonian woman, this, I am not lying The father of this child left for Rome, taking his son the now known Pontius Pilate Two thousand years I have carried this shame; best as of it, that we remain silent As Scotland wants to play no part to a Roman that gave the order to crucify Jesus But: as the oldest tree in Scotland, we are cursed in shame that will never leave us Indiana Shaw . . . -_- "The links, if Jesus Christ did come to the English tin mines (Cornwall) with his so-called uncle Joseph, then the Fortingall Yew tree was the only tree in the British Isles old enough to have known about it, as the Fortingall Yew tree is well over two thousand years old. The Fortingall Yew tree is in Perthshire, it is where Pontious Pilate was rumoured to have been born, Many Scottish tribes or clans that once owned land in Perthshire were actually Jews that were originally exiled from Israel. If the Scottish Caledonian mother was in any way part Jewish, that means the order of Jesus Christ's death was at the hands of a part Scottish Jew come Roman, Pontious Pilate" . . .

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