I will write a rhyme, I'll write a rhyme right now
About a Purple Chicken and a Big Green Cow
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The chicken laid an egg, the cow made methane gas
Blew it on the chicken, right out her big green ***
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The chicken said cluck-cluck, the cow then said moo-moo
Do not **** me off, or you'll be chicken stew
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Oh yea! The chicken said, hamburger you'll be!
You'll end up at McDonalds, just you wait and see

I will be more serious, about the rhymes I write
Soon very soon, Almighty God this world will smite
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The script was written long ago, it's there for all to see
It's the Book of Revelation, from the Risen Lord a stern decree
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Before the First Seal breaks, there's going to be a War
Last one of the three, but like none that were before
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An hour it will last, DESTRUCTION from on High
America will burn, and your death is drawing nigh
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Then comes the rider on a white horse, he's blind in his right eye
For you he has a Mark...take it or you'll die
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You'll have your head cut off, but if you take the Mark
You'll be sent to Hell to burn...the warnings are so stark!
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It could be this September, we'll have to wait and see
In the mean time better pray, better pray on bended knee

How to bust a bunker, use a bunker buster bomb
Drop it on Iran, then go and read a psalm (Psalm 83)
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Not just one or two, drop a thousand even more
We will show those Rag-Heads, how to have a WAR
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Then say it's all there fault, cuz they didn't bow to US
We'll blow their *** to ****! No more to discuss

Kasey Kasey Kasey, Kasey-Kasey-Kasey-Ann!
Fly away with me, for us I have a plan
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We'll fly away to Neverland, and play among the stars
We will go to Jupiter, and stop and visit Mars
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Then swimming we will go, and in the sand we'll roll around
We won't wear a bathing suit, then with oil I'll rub you down
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And all night we'll cuddle, in a bed so soft and warm
I'll caress you oh so nice, and you'll slay me with your charm

Ain't no Planet X, ain't no New-beer-ru
Keep your heads stuck in the sand, and you ain't got a single clue
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Oh look oh look oh look! What's that up in the sky?
And it's red with wings! Does it mean we all will die?
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Berry sure does know! That's why he is underground
His buddy Pootnick too, they know what's now inbound

Look upon the Hour Glass, the sand is almost gone
The Antichrist shall come, Satan and his spawn
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Seven years will follow, seven years of death and woe
Worship him and take his Mark, to Hell you'll surly go
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In Jerusalem he'll sit, upon an ark of gold
Showing that he's gOD, this all has been foretold
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The False Prophet comes from Rome, calls down fire from the sky
Kiss his hOLY ring, and say a rosary fore you die
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After seven years of pain, after seven years of woe
Comes a Rider on a White Horse, into Hell you now He'll throw

The end is drawing near, the end is drawing neigh
Too **** bad for you, kiss your stupid *** goodbye
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Don't worry how you'll die, die you surely will
You'll be blown to ****, then roasted on a grill
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World War Three it's called, due just any day
Atomic bombs and Poison gas, from them you cannot get away
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If through the blast you do survive, in the dark your *** will glow
About three weeks it takes to croak, from radiation's glow
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You'll puke your guts out all day long, and no one gives a ****
When you finally die you'll burn in Hell...and there won't be no obit