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Holy Water Upon The Ground

when the lord pores holy water upon the ground I get the Holy Ghost inside of me then, I float like a butterfly on the Ferris wheel I flap my wings and float like a monarch butterfly The holy ghost moves inside of me I chirp like a bird in the spring I clap my hands like a tambourine I move around like a blue windmill I spin swiftly like a red spinning top I cluck like a crazy duck With its head chopped off So right now I want to thank you, lord for blessing me while you pore the sweet holy water all around me

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