“YOU CAN RUN, JOBETH, BUT WE BID YOU NOT HIDE.” a poem to our retiring pastor from The Choir, written: October 24, 2019 (Thurs.) posted: October 26, 2019 (Sat.) to be delivered: October 27, 2019 (Sun.)
HERE she is; THERE she goes;
She’s heading out, and I suppose,
ThereAre some tears, in everyone’s eyes;
WHAT SHALL WE DO? We’ll sympathize,
ANdBeGENTLE, regardingHERdecision toTakeRetiringFLIGHT?
Halloween REALLYis sometimes something of a fright;
She MIGHT THINK atTimes that she’s “getting away,”
But THEholyZOMBIE/VAMPIRE SPIRIT IS HERE (& everywhere) TO STAY:
As with Jesus, on that Easter mo[u]rn,
OUT OF THE TOMB we know he was BORN;
Born to be an Undead Choir Leader, yet “follow” ALL, (pause)
WhoLEAVEthePriesthood; we shall always listenForYOURcall. (pause)
OurHearts are ever with you, JoBeth, so expect us to be flying YOUR WAY.
We might “follow” your car, as you’re attempting to exeunt that day;
We might appear at night, wherever your blessed head may lay,
For “Where two or more ghouls assemble – – – ,” (pause) we shall sing & also pray,
That we don’t HUNGER FOR YOU too very bad,
‘Cause your leavin’ here has made us so darned sad,
So, from THE CHOIR, from David&Linda, Ellen, ME (Vlad),
Don&Carol, Nelson, Silver andEspecially “MAD,”
We’ll be “watching your back” and also your neck.
We’ll plan to visit often; Heh, heh. You say: “What the heck.”
Yes, we’ve come OUT OF THE CLOSET; we’re “The VampireZombieChoirBand;”
ExpectToHearUsForeverSinging, especially atHalloween inTheAir throughoutTheLand.