Outside of the holy cubic building,
there was posted one sign four times
on the tall, jasper walls:
No guns allowed!
It was written in Lamb’s blood
nailed to a cross
Then were heard
the rumbling hoof beat sound
of the Second Resurrection outlaw gang,
they were a-fast coming
And two angels of God
met them unarmed,
at the entrance of one of the twelve pearly gates
Those two cherub sheriffs
told the rebel gang this one thing:
In the brimstone city of God there is no killing,
so get out of Dodge —
There are no guns allowed!
Heavenly Music
Instead of all of them still yelling EUREKA
What they ended up with was TOPEKA
Kansas where banjoes they will strum
And State Capital will never become.
Would it to many make much sense?
If an Arabian actually lived in Laurence
On horse thinking he was hot to trot
With him all the women he brought.
While State of Kansas you were touring
Was worst thing you could be enduring
They said go ahead and get out of DODGE
Like there ain't no room at any lodge.
Suppose purple was color we all wore
Went to heaven and not here anymore
Would God always allow us to be musical
And if so should we bring an acoustical?
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
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I'm way overdue for some excitement
need to get out of Dodge and have a little fun
I think a vacation is just what I need
a little lovin wouldn't hurt anything either!
this nine to five is dragging me down
I keep taking what they're given
and they keep adding more
I think R & R is just what I need
a little lovin wouldn't hurt anything either!
My heart's pounding. . .
My breath's racing. . .
Just trying to get out of dodge.
I can't take it no more
I just need to get away
And get away fast. . .
Take me now. . . Oh Lord please
End me in my missory
End the pain and the sorrow
Let me out of this world
And let my soul fly free
High above the clouds
I want to see friends and loved ones
that's went on before me
Oh please dear Lord- take me away
I can't take this world any longer
I need to get away. . .
Please Lord. . . Amen
My heart is still pounding. . .
My breath is still racing. . .
I'm still trying to get out of dodge
I need to get away
Or get out of this place
I'm running and not looking back.
I'm standing up for my rights
I'm breaking free. . .
But one day I'll be out of this place.
I'll see all the faces
That I'm longing to see
And I can't wait until my Journey Ends.