PRESIDO GOES 2 ISRAEL!!!

He was gone;

To Jerusalem;

To be washed;

In yet flowing blood;

The precious blood;

Of the Lord;

Jesus the Christ;

Verily a man;

Must be born again;

Without which;

He won't;

Inherit eternity;

He got there;

He knelt down;

Bowed his head;

In the Lord's blood;

Sobbing!

He confessed;

His many sins;

He vowed;

Never, ever again;

Would he live;

By bread alone;

Amen, hallelujah;

Mr. President;

Is reborn;

Old things;

Have passed away;

He returned to;

His hotel;

But, lo!

In the cozy of;

Presidential room;

A gate opens;

Stella emerged;

With apple;

In her hands;

The gate closes;

Dog's gone back;

To its vomits.

Hallelujah, somebody!

Amen!!!

=DEOLA