Hello, Dear Friends
It’s so beautiful up here, Dear Friends
It’s so clean
Yes, Dear Friends, there’s no drunken drivers here
No broken glass. No air. Over
Ho, ho, ho! You must be way out there. Over
I’m high, all right, but not on false drugs
I’m high on the real thing thing thing…
He’s turning over!
Get thee behind me!
Are you in danger, Pastor?