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We spent a whole weekend putting up fence a while back. Digging post holes, etc. in 90 degree weather. Three man operation, myself, my sweetie and my daughter. My daughter and I are from a long line of "silly feels good" sorta people. We began to make up our own little GI sing-song to help set the pace and give us a pick-me-up. She thinks it should be "shared" with those of you who are as burnt out and bone tired with the preps as we have often become. Join in and contribute, if you'd like. The thought we could be hearing this coming down our dirt road from a distance....gives me chills, baby, chills...HAHAHAAAHA

I don't know what you've been told. (repeat) Polly spin is gettin' old ( repeat) Keep your money in the bank When it goes down know who to thank

(SOUND OFF)

Power's up and then it's down people tearin' up the town Uncle Sam sit's on the fence Thinks we're dumb, ain't got no sense

(SOUND OFF)

They wanna take our guns away I need mine for a rainy day Don't have no food, the well is dry Get on your feet, no time to die

(SOUND OFF)

(keep hummin')

-- Will continue (farming@home.com), June 13, 1999

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The Pollys now glory in what they hold, But the tune will change when it starts to fold, They laugh at us now and like to unload, But these royal pains will wake up as toads.

-- Ashton (allaha@earthlink.net), June 13, 1999.

Will continue,

You win the best post of the day award! Fencing has consumed our families past few weekends also (hubby, self and son)...just wanted to extend a small token of understanding...a little silly goes a long way...especially when fencing for goats! (*Sigh* powdered milk seems so much easier sometimes...NOT! :-)

...Don't rest yet folks, no need to fear, the time for truth is drawing near...

(SOUND OFF)

...keep plannin' for a rainy day, don't give a hoot what the pollies say...

(SOUND OFF)

-- Lilly (homesteader145@yahoo.com), June 13, 1999.


The days aren't long til the panic stuns, With these royals near naked and nowhere to run, Right now they think they're havin' fun, Them soon to be slaves at the end of a gun.

-- Ashton (allaha@earthlink.net), June 13, 1999.

Been busy at the hardware store, Getting stuff to bar the door.

Wonder if we'll have enough Know it may get really tough.

Mom's ear's on the radio, Hearing all 'bout Kosovo

Sam's soon closes - hurry fast! Gotta make these vittles last

Kansas "Get It's", yes, indeed Are a strange and wondrous breed!

; )

-- Wilferd (WilferdW@aol.com), June 13, 1999.


The government ain't takin' kindly to, A heedless bunch who did nothin' do, Making tax money's all that's here for you, When that fails you'll be used for stew.

-- Ashton (allaha@earthlink.net), June 13, 1999.


What's your goal once the stock gods crash? Gotta purpose in life beyond that stash? The test is to hold heart and the cerebral mash, While all the world around you takes a big smash.

-- Ashton (allaha@earthlink.net), June 13, 1999.

What's your point in livin' long? You waitin' around to watch the Bomb? Hold to your truth and sing a brave song, Then when the chips fall you won't go wrong.

-- Ashton (allaha@earthlink.net), June 13, 1999.

Doomer's all chant "Y2k's Coming!! BEWARE!"

Buy my newsletter; you HAVE to PREPARE!!

Do not fret, when 2000 comes like a lamb

Just scan the 'net, to find their next scam

-- non (none@here.com), June 13, 1999.


Good one -non-! You must be kinda lonely today, eh? Sorry about your "breed". You have our sympathy. Bring a few friends over....we'd like to play!

-- Will continue (farming@home.com), June 13, 1999.

The money-zapped can't see the score, About money they think round more more more, Blinded by their own selfish bore, They ascribe error-stricken motives and miss the core.

-- Ashton (allaha@earthlink.net), June 13, 1999.


Who knows where we're from or where we're going? Yet consciousness just keeps on flowing. I'm not just this shell that's showing; I'll be carrying on after this shell stops glowing.

-- Ashton (allaha@earthlink.net), June 13, 1999.

It's a poor investment them trolls are makin', settin' themselves up as post-death bacon, Why we here but for truths' atakin': Wake up trolls! before your deaths' a'quakin'.

-- Ashton (allaha@earthlink.net), June 13, 1999.

Canning beef and pork all day, I'll be glad to hit the hay.

One more jar and I'll be through, Glad I "GET IT", how 'bout YOU?

-- Wilferd (WilferdW@aol.com), June 13, 1999.


Hey, thanks everyone. We'd better quit now....I think we're scaring Janet......hehe. Ashton....keep working on that rhythm, OK? Kansas RULES!!

-- Will continue (farming@home.com), June 13, 1999.

They're spinnin' tires, their plates are bare, they need some protein, they're pullin' hair.

They need some gas, they're runnin' out, those doomers knew, polly's ignored the shout.

Huffin' air, boiling rock soup, the cupboards are bare, they must regroup.

The story goes on, they didn't care, only G.I.'s left, with smiles and fare.

-- Feller (feller@wanna.help), June 13, 1999.



A lovely lady stopped by today, she's building a bed and breakfast across the way.I asked if she was storing toilet paper for y2k, she said," No, Ted Turner is gonna fix it, hey hey hey!"

-- Betty Alice (Barn266@aol.com), June 13, 1999.

Young generation born full of light, Stuck here in this man-made plight, See man's Earth turned to blight, Stand apart and make things right!

-- Ashton (allaha@earthlink.net), June 13, 1999.

Fresh life reject this present mess! Wrong motive was its doomed digress. Love and truth alone impress; Brotherly action can redress.

-- Ashton (allaha@earthlink.net), June 13, 1999.

If greed and violence were the power, Dinosaurs above us still would tower, Non-violence will not make you sour; Astral light will upon you shower.

-- Ashton (allaha@earthlink.net), June 13, 1999.

Gather ranks and do what's just, Lest mankind soon return to dust. Forge strength to do what you must; on Cosmic Law found your trust!

-- Ashton (allaha@earthlink.net), June 13, 1999.

Buying rice and storing beans

Hoarding tuna & sardines

Bottled water under the bed

y2k's gone to my head

mb in NC

-- mb (mdbutler@coastalnet.com), June 13, 1999.


Where is our sissy President? They kicked him out of Government! So who can we depend on now? I've got a goat, you've got a cow. The time has come, it's growin' near. We must unite to drown out fear. So stand up tall, stick out your chest! It's time to do what we know best. Sound off ( ONE,TWO ) Sound off ( THREE,FOUR) Sound off ONE, TWO, THREEFOUR !!

-- Will continue (farming@home.com), June 13, 1999.

Hi, Ashton!

Give our family best to Leska.

Just ducked in from the rain to see if things were as crazy as when we left the forum. They are.

Keep the faith.

BW

-- Bob Walton (waltonb@kdsi.net), June 13, 1999.


Sorry Bob, it's kida loud in this thread! Now, where were we? Oh yea....SOUND OFF......

-- Will continue (farming@home.com), June 13, 1999.

GOLLY GEE, LETS RELAX FROM Y2K:

Did you hear about the way old Sam is now figureing out how the population is going to be high or low?

WEll, I have this direct from the horses,UGH source.

Old Sam is hiring people to go around and ask these questions.

How many times a day, week, month, year do you and your partner have sex? What type of protection you and your partner use?

Aparently they hired this little fellow about four feet high who wanted to climb the latter to the top, to be one of those that give orders and not take them. So he was out early, And after a day of getting doors slammed in his face, cursed out and called every name in the book he still kept right on going.Knocking on doors and asking those questions.

Finally he knocked on a door and when it opened, There stood one of the greatest looking ladies that he had ever laid his eves on.\

Unfortunely she was six foot four and couldn't speak english. When he asked her the questions, all she said, no understand. Being a climber and his first week on the job he was not about too miss a rung, just because she couldn't speak english. After drawing pictures and making signs she took all her clothes off.Went into the next room and brought out a bucket. Made him take all his off and climb upon the bucket. So, after a little while of heaven on earth, he landed on the floor. Picked up his book and wrote, When eyes start rolling around in your head, She kicks the bucket out from under him.

-- Lon (Lon1937@aol.com), June 13, 1999.


Hi Bob Walton, thanx! Yep, no matter how one tries to keep on topic and inspire thru Y2K, others can't resist muddying the waters and dragging down the vibration. This earth is a series of tests and choices, and our next and all future existences are determined by our vibrational quality here and now.

The good news is that at death, one goes to where one matches vibrationally! So we know soon the end of trolldom is in sight ;^)
Ah, can't wait can't wait can't wait can't wait, how we greet Brother Death with awed smiles when His Angel comes over us. Soon now! The Kingdom of God awaits!

We've been singing these cadence chants all day as we sort 'n box: thanks Wilferd :^)

xxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx xxxxx

-- Leska (allaha@earthlink.net), June 13, 1999.


LEskA!!!!!! YoU MORbID DoLL YoU!!!!!! yOU NeeD To gET OuT OncE In a WHiLE, LoOK aT SOmeTHiNG THat grOwS!!!!!!!! pEt A puPPy!!!!!!! miLk A coW!!!!!!!! drINk SomE WInE ANd scREw iN THe buSHEs!!!!!!! dieTEr iS WOrriEd ABouT yoU!!!!!!!!!

-- Dieter (questions@toask.com), June 13, 1999.

So, the right wing chatter is that the NWO/US government will bring in Albanian KLA/UCK troops to police the interstate for y2k. This is why they are putting up new "numbers only" signs on the interstate.

Sooo ... This got me thinking. We need to produce a phrasebook for Americans to say certain phrases in Albanian so we can discuss the situation with the guys holding machine guns blocking our access to the interstate.

A sample might be "don't shoot, I will buy your drugs"

You get the idea. Producing and selling these phrasebooks might be a great fundraiser for your local y2k preparedness organization.

-- David Holladay (davidh@brailleplanet.org), June 13, 1999.


But BOOOOOB....that has no RYTHM!

-- Will continue (farming@home.com), June 13, 1999.

Sorry David! My daughter's boyfriend (Bob) was distracting me! HAHAHAAH. Do-overs......But Davidddd, that has no rythm!

-- Will continue (farming@home.com), June 13, 1999.

How about this David and Will Continue?

...Hey fellow those Yugo's where just great, are ya thinkin' 'bout makin' here in our state...

...With these gas prices so out of sight, 51 miles per gallon seems about right...

-- Lilly (homesteader145@yahoo.com), June 14, 1999.


Bought myselft an SUV, can't find no gas, so woe is me.

Went o'er to neighbor, barted with me, swapped some gas for some TP.

Y2k is comin' in sight, glad I am a Yourdonite.

I'm prepared, I feel all right, I can finally sleep at night.

-- Tim (pixmo@pixelquest.com), June 14, 1999.


Thanks EVERYBODY!!! I'm impressed with everyone's creativity! I'm writing down the best of the best...something to do while harvesting the "manual" way, hahahhaa. I don't know about the rest of you, but I refuse to allow these sing-songs to turn into "I've been working on the chain gang". Know what I mean?

-- Will continue (farming@home.com), June 14, 1999.

God will not be mocked by man; Chaos reveals a modern scam. You can push the lie, you can you can, Til order snaps back like a rubber band.

-- Ashton (allaha@earthlink.net), June 14, 1999.

Stones, earth, fire, water, and air, And gentle men will rise up to declare, That harmony will take its share: Oh trolls, you're in for quite a scare.

-- Ashton (allaha@earthlink.net), June 14, 1999.

Ashton....I love ya hon.....go watch a movie! (what HAVE I created?)

-- Will continue (farming@home.com), June 14, 1999.

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