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Yesterday a little man came unto me riding on a flaming pie, and he sayeth unto me “Thou must revealest to the world the truth about these killings and you must continue to spread the word Until I’m Sixty-Four. Her Majesty is a pretty nice gal, but she doesn’t have a lot so say otherwise she would put an end to this Royal Conspiracy. “All of this talk of artists” said the little man, “is simply so no one will Roll over Beethoven”. Meanwhile the Russian Jews were all Back in the U.S.S.R.
The secret, the man told me, is to be found in the Bunyip [please for those unfamiliar look him up] who was able to commit the atrocities With a Little Help From my Friends
The Bunyip was able to go Across the Universe by defeating the space time continuum. He did not need a Ticket to Ride no one had to say to the Bunyip "Baby you can Drive my Car" he didn’t even need a Yellow Submarine to get across the Ocean. To avoid detection he had to Act Naturally but he needed no Help! And because of his ability to teleport he could always get there The Night Before.
A number of times he killed in the Rain. Unto the divine leader alone hath the man in the Flaming Pie revealed the secret of the Goulston Street Graffiti, here is a teaser of the great knowledge the leader posseseth it did not say The Juwes but rather Hey Jude. The Bunyip [Oh Google it for Bunyip's sake] was determined to kill 910, that’s right One After 909. The window to 13 Miller’s Court was not broken by accident nor because the key was lost but with Maxwell’s Silver Hammer. It is unclear what but Somethingmust have made it all Come Together.
He truly was a Bad Boy and eventually after A Hard Day’s Night was forced to Slow Down after all he had been at this killing and mutilating Eight Days a Week, but remember his final words were I’ll be Back to cause more Misery.
If only Dr Robert had carried out the autopsies all may have been revealed sooner.
Don’t just Let it Be but apply to join this exclusive Cult now, so much better than those Bigfoot cults. And remember that on your Birthday you will be entitled to give more to the leader of the Bunyip cult. Oh what an honour to be able to support the great one's work in spreading enlightenment.
Membership of this exclusive cult will entitle you to a fake knife with a handle made of genuine replica Norwegian Wood. Not all applications for membership will necessarily be approved [it really depends on your ability to contribute to this exclusive cult] if you want to join just any cult there are a few Bigfoot ugh!! Cults touting for membership but this one is exclusive.
All you need to do is say Please Mr Postman[the digital postman is fine] take my application to join this exclusive cult, together with my Credit Card details for my regular offerings plus GST [VAT or sales Tax to many of you] plus CLT [Cult Leader Tax, after all the chosen one has to make a quid somehow].
As an exclusive offer and for a limited time only those who can identify the mighty cult leaders favorite band will be given a discount on their first months free will [read compulsory] offerings to the cult. Said discount to be determined by the mighty leader of the Bunyip Cult.
It is not at this time if the Bunyip [surely by now you have worked out what a Bunyip is] is to be worshiped, ridiculed or condemned the divine leader awaits more revelations from the man in the flaming pie.
The End*
*At least until the divine one thinks up a few more ways to part the suckers from their hard earned.
The secret, the man told me, is to be found in the Bunyip [please for those unfamiliar look him up] who was able to commit the atrocities With a Little Help From my Friends
The Bunyip was able to go Across the Universe by defeating the space time continuum. He did not need a Ticket to Ride no one had to say to the Bunyip "Baby you can Drive my Car" he didn’t even need a Yellow Submarine to get across the Ocean. To avoid detection he had to Act Naturally but he needed no Help! And because of his ability to teleport he could always get there The Night Before.
A number of times he killed in the Rain. Unto the divine leader alone hath the man in the Flaming Pie revealed the secret of the Goulston Street Graffiti, here is a teaser of the great knowledge the leader posseseth it did not say The Juwes but rather Hey Jude. The Bunyip [Oh Google it for Bunyip's sake] was determined to kill 910, that’s right One After 909. The window to 13 Miller’s Court was not broken by accident nor because the key was lost but with Maxwell’s Silver Hammer. It is unclear what but Somethingmust have made it all Come Together.
He truly was a Bad Boy and eventually after A Hard Day’s Night was forced to Slow Down after all he had been at this killing and mutilating Eight Days a Week, but remember his final words were I’ll be Back to cause more Misery.
If only Dr Robert had carried out the autopsies all may have been revealed sooner.
Don’t just Let it Be but apply to join this exclusive Cult now, so much better than those Bigfoot cults. And remember that on your Birthday you will be entitled to give more to the leader of the Bunyip cult. Oh what an honour to be able to support the great one's work in spreading enlightenment.
Membership of this exclusive cult will entitle you to a fake knife with a handle made of genuine replica Norwegian Wood. Not all applications for membership will necessarily be approved [it really depends on your ability to contribute to this exclusive cult] if you want to join just any cult there are a few Bigfoot ugh!! Cults touting for membership but this one is exclusive.
All you need to do is say Please Mr Postman[the digital postman is fine] take my application to join this exclusive cult, together with my Credit Card details for my regular offerings plus GST [VAT or sales Tax to many of you] plus CLT [Cult Leader Tax, after all the chosen one has to make a quid somehow].
As an exclusive offer and for a limited time only those who can identify the mighty cult leaders favorite band will be given a discount on their first months free will [read compulsory] offerings to the cult. Said discount to be determined by the mighty leader of the Bunyip Cult.
It is not at this time if the Bunyip [surely by now you have worked out what a Bunyip is] is to be worshiped, ridiculed or condemned the divine leader awaits more revelations from the man in the flaming pie.
The End*
*At least until the divine one thinks up a few more ways to part the suckers from their hard earned.
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