Our Popish President got his first confirmed kill! He got his cherry popped, and drew blood. Let us sing!
All is Well
Oh – All is well
Ahh – All is well
So says the King of New York
I am so well
I could have wiped out their culture
and sent them all to hell
But I met Jesus on the road to Damascus
and got blinded by the light!
Oh – hell!
Oh – well
I could have given the Iranians hell
but I got blinded by the light!
Aren’t I some kind of swell!
The First Noel, the Angels did say
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep
On a cold winter’s night that was so deep
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel!
They looked up and saw a star
Shining in the East beyond them far
And to the earth it gave great light
And so it continued both day and night