When George arrived he provided a heavenly clue
and John was intent to see it through
when a musical reunion was the fab thing to do
but they both had to wait for the other two!

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A family picnic was underway.
Ma and Pa sat on a bale of hay
and the sound of bagpipes continued to play
as a man was hung on this sunny day!

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The centre of the universe was on his slate
and the bold Galileo didn't hesitate
to free his mind from a heretical state
at the sight of cat food on his plate!

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God is sticking with his plan
and God is doing what he can
but his disgruntled angels got up and ran
from the devil in disguise known as Man!

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In this funeral parlour I learned to play
the melodies of Stephen Foster everyday.
Those who listened would sit and pray
and the others who didn't were here to stay!

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