Much more than what we could think or imagine is going on,,, but this is nothing new,,,,
It has been this way for decades,,,, I have about ten news paper clippings from the late 70's and the early 80's about the one world money system and the the plans of our government. As far as the chicks,,, they started experimenting with this in the 70's with cat fish,, yes cat fish,,, i also have clippings where president carter was speaking for it and a statement was said that they actually wanted this to be inforce by the year 2000,,, but we see they missed their mark just not the direction its going,,
you are going to have to give better directions than that,,,,
I put in what you said,, and I got ten or fithteen sites with him on it,,, none ever showed anything of the sort,about the fith sparrow,, hummm, hummm,
I think I got this poem off this site or maybe it was sent to me on yahoo,,,, very very sad!
Author unknown to me.
My Name is Sarah. I Am But Three. My Eyes Are Swollen. I Cannot See. I Must Be Stupid; I Must Be Bad. What Else Could Have Made My Daddy So Mad? I Wish I Weren't Ugly.Then Maybe My Mommy Would Still Want To Hug Me. I Can't Speak At All,I Can't Do A Wrong, Or Else I'm Locked Up All Day Long.When I Wake Up I'm All Alone. The House Is Dark. My Folks Aren't Home.When Mommy Does Come, I'll Try To Be Nice, So Maybe I'll Get Just One Whipping Tonight.
Don't Make A Sound! I Just Heard A Car! My Daddy Is Back From Charlie's Bar! I Hear Him Cuss; My Name He Calls! I Press Myself Against The Wall. I Try And Hide From His Evil Eyes. I'm So Afraid Now.I'm Starting To Cry! He Finds Me Weeping; He Shouts Ugly Words; Says It's All My Fault That He Suffers At Work.
He Slaps Me And Hits Me And Yells At Me More; I Finally Get Free And I Run For The Door. He's Already Locked It , And I Start To Bawl! He Takes Me And Throws Me Against The Hard Wall. I Fall To The Floor With My Bones Nearly Broken; But My Daddy Continues, With More Bad Words Spoken. I'm Sorry, I Scream!, But Now It's Too Late. His Face Is All Twisted Into Anger And Hate. The Hurt And The Pain Again And Again!! Oh,Please, God Have Mercy---- Oh,Please Let It End! He Finally Stops And Heads For The Door. I Lay Still And Motionless;Sprawled On The Floor.
My Name Is Sarah. I Am Three. Tonight My Daddy Murdered Me! ! ! ! ! ! !
bud chambers made me a funny cassette tape back in 1986 that I still have it and I was listening to it just this week.
So here is one more very short song,,, you might ask why songs on a poem post,, well,,, songs are poems with music to them,,,,, so one can put music to your poems and you will have a song,,, God bless.
called,,,,,,,,,E---lec---tric,,,, Mil---ker!
We bought for our cow, an e---lec---tric milker,
And How to use it,,,, I just found out.
We hooked it to Betsy,,,, and left her 12 hours,,,,
When we returned,,,, she had turned wrong side out.
yes those are the two songs,,, but i thought you knew , thankk god for the preacher because you said ," scared the hell out of you,,,, In the original song that is what was said instead of him scaring sin out of me,,,, so I changed it just because of offence.
