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 Tabulation

Tabulation
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The Preacher was orating eloquently speaking his mind when little Johnny Thompson stuck up his hand
 There was quiet in the church land
Preacher he said my daddy is a druggist he has a big pharmacy downtown my mother is so rich she lays in bed has drinks all day she has a vodka bottle nightgown on she said to ask you when the tabulation is to occur when is JESUS coming? Well the Preacher sighed for Johnny was not bright
hear this summation of the light
Jesus is standing up now he is  no longer sitting down he is getting ready to come back most any moment of our time we are supposed to look for him both day and  night THE TABULATION is to come just before that.
Little Johnny Thompson was all smiles he said clearly when will the Rapture come when will we fly up in the air?
The church land got so quiet a pin was heard to drop on carpet plush and red
Not until the Lord is coming back said the Preacher that Rapture stuff is pure lies and missing facts. The dead shall rise at the coming of the LORD and this is what that meant. First the people who are alive and then the ones left in the graves. This is Tribulation (not tabulation little boy) and the rising of the dead.
Wow MOM thinks she is gonna be left far behind when Daddy goes and raptures up. Johnny boy the Preacher smiled eye have seen your Daddy no one that fat could EVER fly.
But he will rise at the very last TRUMP the same as all of us.



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