AFTERMATH
TRUTH OR FICTION 2
BELIEVE ME OR NOT
TRUTH OR FICTION 2
There once was a little boy a long time ago.
He was young but the things he would know.
At first his stories they just past them off
It's just a child's imagination they would scoff.
Always drawing pictures of plane crashes
In every picture the plane always smashes
When he was able to talk claimed he fought in the war
Always complained about his back being so sore
Parents asked him, are your stories true
Yes, in a plane as a pilot I always flew.
Broke my back in one of the crashes.
On my last flight my body burnt to ashes.
Doubting dad ok son what was your name?
Dad is getting upset ok son stop with this silly game.
No dad my name was Jim Houston
But mom decided to check the stories of her son.
A few weeks later she walked into the room.
Her husband asked why you have such a look of gloom.
Did our son have a past life.
Or just a child's imagination he asked his wife.
BELIEVE ME OR NOT
TRUTH OR FICTION 2
TRUTH OR FICTION 2
There once was a little boy a long time ago.
He was young but the things he would know.
At first his stories they just past them off
It's just a child's imagination they would scoff.
Always drawing pictures of plane crashes
In every picture the plane always smashes
When he was able to talk claimed he fought in the war
Always complained about his back being so sore
Parents asked him, are your stories true
Yes, in a plane as a pilot I always flew.
Broke my back in one of the crashes.
On my last flight my body burnt to ashes.
Doubting dad ok son what was your name?
Dad is getting upset ok son stop with this silly game.
No dad my name was Jim Houston
But mom decided to check the stories of her son.
A few weeks later she walked into the room.
Her husband asked why you have such a look of gloom.
Did our son have a past life.
Or just a child's imagination he asked his wife.
BELIEVE ME OR NOT
TRUTH OR FICTION 2
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TRUTH OR FICTION 2
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