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The Fourth Moon From the Planet Quadro-Sigma-Nine Gaffa-Area of Space

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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