From: ♫Mysti♫ (Original Message) Sent: 9/20/2003 7:20 PM
The Gods Are Not Crazy
Look out your window and what do you spy?
Rain fallling out of a sun shiny sky
Its changing to hailstones that weigh half a ton,
With seven live frogs hopping out of each one
It's not the last judgement, stop wailing of sin
It's only the Gods at wine tasting again
Chorus So drink, drink to Charlie Fort's memory
Marvelous doings and marvelous sights
Drink, drink, we may as well join them
The Gods are not crazy, ehy're higher than kites!
When strange objects
Tumble from out of the clouds,
Stay under cover, for thor's gotten plowed!
Those odd man-like creatures are not saucer men,
But shape-shifting Mercury's plastered again!
It's not Armageddon, it's merely a sigh
That this season's ambrosia really is fine
CHORUS
Weird cloven hoof prints dance all up and down
To glow on the streets and walls of your town
Made by some creature that ran on two legs,
Plus the sheep are all pregnant and the
Roosters lay eggs
Don't blame the devil, or run to the hills,
It's only old Pan and he's crocked to the gills!
CHORUS
Eerie lights blossom all over the sky
Put on your sunscreen, Apollo is high!
The boulders have moved and the animals talk
A tidly great Goddess is out for a walk
Don't wail of U-fos, there's nothing to fear
Just be thankful the drink's not this good every year!
CHORUS
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