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Please Pray for China

Posted by mrs paddy on Saturday, August 16, 2008 6:33:23 AM
Please Pray for China.  I will be away from the computer for about a week.  Why not take a few minutes to review some of my oldies but goodies?  See you soon! ~ Mrs. Paddy
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This Is Important to Understand about China

Posted by mrs paddy on Thursday, August 14, 2008 9:53:50 AM

Inspiration for Olympic Prayer Band Arrested

Pastor Bike

Pastor Zhang “Bike” Mingxuan, known for traveling across China on a bicycle to evangelize, was arrested by Chinese police just two days before the Olympics began. Pastor Bike was the inspiration for the recent partnership between The Voice of the Martyrs and China Aid Association to create the Olympic Prayer Band.

Learn More about the Olympic Prayer Band here

Pastor Asks for Prayer Band
Earlier this year, Pastor Bike pleaded with VOM staff to ask Christians to pray for persecuted Christians in China during the Olympics. The pastor voluntarily preaches the gospel openly in China despite being persecuted. He has asked for his identity to be revealed to bring continued attention to the persecution of Christians in Communist China.

Thanks to Pastor Bike’s inspiration and the commitment of concerned Christians across the United States, more than 800,000 prayer bands have been circulated. On Aug. 6, Pastor Bike was arrested while trying to deliver medicine to his ailing wife. His wife and another pastor were also arrested. We have also learned this week that Chinese officials are opening a full investigation of the Olympic Prayer Bands that were distributed to house church members within China. Despite this increased pressure from Chinese authorities, Chinese Christians continue to ask for prayer and to make their plight known.

Order your Prayer Bands today!
As the Olympics goes on, the harassment of Chinese evangelists continues to increase. Please help remind others to pray for persecuted Christians like Pastor Bike by ordering your prayer bands today!

More about Pastor Bike
Pastor Bike, president of the Chinese House Church Alliance, rode his bike more than 10,000 miles, visiting 24 Chinese provinces to introduce nonbelievers to Jesus Christ. Armed with a Bible and his business card, which declared “Believe in Jesus, Earn Eternal Life,” Pastor Bike brought the gospel to thousands of people. He and other Chinese evangelists have been repeatedly harassed by Chinese officials during this Olympic year. Please pray for the release of Pastor Bike and his wife.
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Wind Farmers in the Dell

Posted by mrs paddy on Wednesday, August 13, 2008 2:17:05 PM
T. Boone Pickens and his cohorts in Washington (Pelosi et al) in cahoots to bilk even more money from the TAXPAYERS (that's you and me folks) to prop up a last ditch effort to save...oh no, not the USA, but T. Boone Pickens and his investors!  Using the energy crunch to sow more gloom, doom and fear, while sounding like they really CARE about the country or our energy needs.  Follow the money folks.  Smoke and mirrors.  Malfeasance.  Pelosi should be impeached.  T. Boone Pickens doesn't need yet another government handout in the form of subsidies to save his poor investment choices.  So, the old nursery song. The Farmer in the Dell
 
Wind Farmers in the Dell
Wind Farmers in the Dell
Heigh-ho the Derry-Oh
Wind Farmers in the Dell
 
A Tilting We Will Go
A Tilting We Will Go
Heave Ho the Derrick-Oh
A Tilting We Will Go
 
Old Pickens Wants some Wind
Old Pickens Wants some Wind
Build Mo’ The Windmills Go
Old Pickens hypes the Spin
 
Keep Drilling U.S. Oil
Keep Drilling U.S. Oil
T. Boone is just a Loon
Keep Drillilng U.S. Oil
 
Pelosi Takes a Hike
Pelosi Takes a Hike
Oh Look, she wrote a 'book'
Pelosi Takes a Hike
 
Believe the Pickens Plan?
Believe the Pickens Plan?
Just Look! Whose goose is cooked?
Nan’s with the Pickens Plan.
 
The Gang of Ten is wrong
The Gang of Ten is wrong
Heave Ho they’re all RINOs
The Gang of Ten is wrong
 
Why don’t we clean the House?
Why don’t we clean the House?
Our song! Incumbents Gone!
Why don’t we clean the House?
 
The Senate we’ll re-vamp
The Senate we’ll re-vamp
Seek change? Then Rearrange
The Senate we’ll re-vamp
 
Obama has a plan
Obama has a plan
Inspires? Inflate your tires
Obama has a plan?
 
A Tilting we will go
A Tilting we will go
Heave-Ho the Barry-O
A Tilting we will go.
 
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Raise your Hand for the Man with a Plan

Posted by mrs paddy on Tuesday, August 12, 2008 9:36:53 AM
Lynn Anderson wrote a great song called "Put Your Hand in the Hand of the Man from Galilee"  It seems so appropriate to the Left's new messiah, so here's a remix.  If he continues to implode, it looks likely that it will be easier for McCain to defeat him than if Hillary was the opposition (Hence the first verse).  Obama has plans to change America.  I don't like his plans.  I don't want higher taxes, global warming influencing our energy needs, nor do I wish to pander to terrorists and diminish our national defense.  He is not the messiah.  He is a dangerous man for our nation.  He will make Carter look like a great statesman.  Also, if you are interested, there is some interesting reading about the term "Pharisee" at this web address: http://www.outsidethecamp.org/pharisee.htm
 
Lynn Anderson’s Put Your Hand in the Hand
 
Raise your hand for the man with the plan that’s still like Carter’s
Raise your hand for the man with the plan to save the seas
Take a look for yourself and you will see he likes that royal ‘we’
So raise your hand for the man with the plan, not Hillary.
 
Everytime I look to see that Demo crook I start to tremble
When I listen to him speak then I freak, 'America's in peril!"
I’m not buyin’ what he’s sellin’ ‘cause there’s no way of tellin’ if he’s friend or Pharisee
And it causes me pain, you know I’m just one of the bourgeoisie
 
Abandon the man with the plan, it's a plan that’s still like Carter’s
Abandon the man with the plan, there's no chance he'll part the seas
Take a look for yourself and you will see the danger I foresee,
By raisin’ your hand for the man with the plan, Dem’s nominee
 
‘Bama wants us all to vote for some change when we reach the election
Seems he wants to forget what they did on Nine-Eleven
Barry don’t like Iraq don’t support the attack, but you do what you must do
He should be ashamed, don’t you think we ought to see it through?
 
Abandon the man with the plan, it’s a plan that sounds like Carter
Abandon the man with the plan don’t believe he can part the seas
Take a look at his plan to inflate your tires not drill for energy
Abandon the man with the plan don’t elect their nominee
(Repeat)
 
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That's the Night the Lights Went out In Congress

Posted by mrs paddy on Sunday, August 10, 2008 1:49:21 PM
Vicki Lawrence and Reba McIntire have made hits with the song, "That's the Night that the Lights Went Out in Georgia"  Here's a remix to reflect the brave and honorable folks that refuse to leave the House, even though Nancy Pelosi shut out the lights.  Sorry for the little Hip Hop Lingo.
 
Bobby Russell The Night the Lights Went out In GA
 
They were on their way to a juggernaut
Repubs were on and she thought they’d stop!
Celebs like Nancy don’t think they should listen to them
Nancy, solo, she said Woah
We said why? What you doin’ Ho?
Nan said sit down I got some bad news that’s gonna hurt
Said I’m the queen bee, and you know that’s right
But I’m not stayin’ or I’ll miss my flight
Since I’m not wrong, don’t matter what you think should be said
They got mad and they saw red
Pelosi said fine, you can all drop dead
Then she turned off the lights, the mikes and cameras and fled.
 
That’s the night that the lights went off in Congress
That’s the night that they stopped our energy plan
Don’t trust our oil to no backwards speaker Nancy
‘Cause the Dems in that town are lamebrains just like Nan
 
Nancy went off on her new book tour
Skipping out of town just to spread her manure
You see, Nancy doesn’t have any cred and she thinks we are blind
Honor-bound guys, they didn’t leave town
Stayed on the floor and finally found
The only thing they have been lacking and that is a spine!
They are staying there in the House
Working out some plans in spite of P-louse
Just holding the line ‘til Ten Senators came
We all wish they'd even the score
That Gang of Ten we’ve seen before
Crossing the aisle, compromising their name
 
Those Patriot men were standing their ground
When those Ten showed up just to shoot ‘em down
And a big hearted voter grabbed his head and said
‘Why’d you do it?"
 
We say they’re guilty of a make-believe style
Slapping the voters with a puny stockpile and say
Voters prices are high and you’d best get used to it
 
That’s the night that the lights went off in Congress
That’s the night that the Dems rejected our plan
Don’t trust our soil to no backwards speaker Nancy
‘Cause the Dems in that town are lamebrains just like Nan
 
They stung those others before they could say
To stand our ground was a better way
To get more oil, in fact our side defines!
And those cheatin’ Dems that had to leave town
That’s one body that 'll have to go down
You see all us voters don’t miss all the mischief they’ve done
 
That’s the night that the lights went off in Congress
That’s the night that she stopped our energy plan
Don’t trust our soil to no backwards speaker Nancy
‘Cause the Dems in that town are lamebrains just like Nan
 
That’s the night that the lights went out in Congress
That’s the night that Pelosi thwarted our plan
Well don’t trust our Oil to no backwards lefty party
‘Cause the Dems in that town are lamebrains just like Nan
 
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If I Were Obama

Posted by mrs paddy on Thursday, August 07, 2008 5:23:39 PM
From Fiddler On the Roof  "If I Were a Rich Man"
 
If I were Obama,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I’d prove that I was dumb
If I were Obama man!
I wouldn’t have to try hard
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
I’d just let the MSM stand guard
And propose I am your Idol, man!
 
I’d tell them just to keep your car tires inflated
And dare them label me a clown
A simple task will save all our oil below
No need to drill, We’ll save more oil with a tune up
Than if we’d drill more from our ground
So what, we’re going nowhere, it’s for show!
 
I’d have more friends like Wright and Rezko and Ayes and Dohrn
Don’t believe what you might hear!
And each loud ‘erh’ and ‘uhm’ and ‘tuh’ and ‘fer’
Would sound like a valley girl you fear
As if to say, "Who taught Obama, Man?"
 
If I were Obama
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I’d prove that I was dumb
If I were Obama man!
I wouldn’t have to try hard
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
I’d just let the MSM stand guard
And propose I am your Idol, man!
 
I see my wife, my Michelle, looking like a rich man’s wife
Oh boy don't she have thin-skin!
Lay off her or you’ll have to deal with me
I see her standing with Ayers, Wright’s strutting like a peacock
Oy, what a nasty mood they’re in
Screaming at our country day and night.
 
The most important men around will come to fawn on me!
They should ask me to advise them
To prevent the world’s demise...
"If you please, Barry Obama...’
‘Pardon me, Barry Obama.’
Posing problems that would cross a rabbit’s eyes! 
OY OY OY OY OY OY!
And it won’t make one bit of difference if you think I'm right or wrong
Don't you think Messiah really knows?
 
If I were Prez, I’d have the time to unpack
And stop all the campaign stress and strife
And maybe point my rug to the Eastern wall
And I’d discuss my Marxist plans with my Cabinet, maybe even every day.
Don’t you see me now with my cabal?
 
If I were Obama
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I’d prove that I was dumb
If I were Obama man!
I wouldn’t have to try hard
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
I’d just let the MSM stand guard
And propose I am your Idol, man!
 
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By request: Mellow Yellow

Posted by mrs paddy on Tuesday, August 05, 2008 1:52:17 PM
For you, Curtal Friar.  Here is my version of Donovan's Mellow Yellow.  Dedicated to the thin-skinned, Barack Obama.
 
I’m just mad at Obama
Obama’s mad at McCain
But why be mad B. Obama?
Ads are part of the game
 
(Refrain)
You’re just a big marshmallow
(Quite Right!)
Why should you be so yellow?
(Quite Right!)
Why should we trust this fellow?
 
Voters mad about Barry
Barry’s madness I see
But, why be mad about Barry?
When he’s just a Prez wannabe?
 
He’s just a big marshmallow
(Quite Right)
He certainly is yellow
(Quite Right)
Why would we trust this fellow?
 
McCain served and he did fly
Was held in a torturer’s cell
Served his country with honor
His courage don’t need a hard sell
 
He’s not a big marshmallow
(Too Right!)
He’s certainly Not Yellow!
(Quite Right)
I’d rather trust this fellow!
 
Ba ba ba-de-dah Bah bah
Ba ba ba-de-dah Bah
Ba ba ba-de-dah Bah Bah
Ba ba ba-de-dah Bah!
 
Oh Barry’s a marshmallow!
(That’s right)
His spine is painted yellow!
(That’s right)
Why would we trust this fellow?
 
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Here's to You Mr. Democrat

Posted by mrs paddy on Sunday, August 03, 2008 10:28:51 AM
From Paul Simon's 'Mrs. Robinson"
 
And here’s to you, Mr. Democrat
Barry loves you more than you will know
God blesses you, Mr. Democrat
Heaven sent that face and now you rave,
Hey hey hey
 
I’d like to know a little bit about him for my files
I’d think we all should learn to help ourselves
Look around you all you see are more pathetic lies
Polls abound they’ve found real voters stay at home
 
And here’s to all you Republicans
Barry hides much more than you will know
wo wo wo
God bless you, please, Mr. ‘Publican
Heaven holds this race and we must pray
Hey, Hey, hey, Hey Hey Pray!
 
Pride has got him hyping race where ever Barry goes
Sounds like Elmer Gantry, he’s a cupcake
It’s an open secret just like Reverend Wright and Ayers
Most of all he tries to hide from all he said
 
Koo Koo Ka Choo Mr. Democrat
Barry loves you, and you ought to know
wo wo wo
Our wealth he’ll freeze, Mr. Democrat
Hope will never keep the wolf at bay
Hey Hey Hey
 
Sitting on a sofa some November afternoon
Did we hear the candidates debate?
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you’ve got to choose
Every way you look at it we lose
 
Where have you gone, Thomas Jefferson
Our nation needs our Constitution true!
Ooo ooo ooo
What’s that you say, Mr.Democrat
Liberty has left and we must pay
Hey hey hey, Hey hey hey
 
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By Request: Snoopy V the Red Baron

Posted by mrs paddy on Friday, August 01, 2008 6:11:36 PM
Well, Curtal Friar, here is your request.  It sort of morphed from the campaign song you had in mind, but the muse led me this way.
 

The Royal Guardsmen "Snoopy V the Red Baron

After the turn of the century
From the clear blue skies in New York City
Came a roar and a thunder men there'd  never heard
And we screamed as the towers turned into potsherds
 
Up in the sky, in flight Ninety-Three
More terrorists rode into infamy
Four men tried and forty-four died
In that plane in the Pennsylvania countryside
 
Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty or more
Those Bloody Al Qaedas were hoping to score
Many men died at the end of that spree
Of the Bloody Al Qaedas of infamy
 
In the thick of the smoke, a hero stood tall
His name was George Bush and he rallied us all
We knew that this guy didn’t seek revenge
But to guarantee all it wouldn’t happen again.
 
Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty or more
Those Bloody Al Qaedas were hoping to score
Many folks died at the end of that spree
Of the Bloody Al Qaedas of Infamy
 
Now, Dubya took the war to the Taliban
Then he went to the Congress for a new battle plan
Hussein was bad and so we called his bluff
And a coalition formed to say it was enough.
 
That Bloody Al Qaeda woke a sleeping bear
And the Bush doctrine said we’d rather fight them there
We kicked some butt; our cause is right
And some bad guys tasted some American might!
 
Ten, Twenty, Thirty, Forty, Fifty or more
The Bloody Al Qaedas were hoping to score
Many Men died tryin' to end that spree
Of the Bloody Al Qaeda of Infamy
 
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Watch Your Tire Pressure

Posted by mrs paddy on Friday, August 01, 2008 11:40:16 AM
Well, of all the dumb ideas of the past (turn down your thermostat and wear sweaters - Carter) that are being recycled (how green of him!), now Obama states a solution to the energy 'crisis' is to properly inflate your car tires & get a tune up.  Well I have a Tune Up for Obama today.  From Billy Joel's song, "Pressure!"
 
You have to learn to save yourself!
PRESSURE
We’re worse than everybody else
PRESSURE
I’ve only had to tout my race, so far
Now you will come to a place
Where the only thing to do
Is heed my words and conserve
Save the Earth with Tire
PRESSURE!
 
You used to call me Senator
PRESSURE
But soon my voice you won’t ignore
PRESSURE
We’ve turned our nation into Cap and Trade
Now here I am in your face
With my Carteresque advice
Turn down the heat, I repeat
Save the Earth with Tire Pressure!
 
All dried up, Pelosi’s a joke
Hype Sun, Air Too, What does she know?
All your life is Channeling Green
Streets obsolete, what does it mean?
 
[I’ll tell you what it means]
PRESSURE
PRESSURE
 
Don’t ask for help
You’re on your own
PRESSURE
Call a tow truck
With your cell phone
PRESSURE
You see I have this comic rationale
And here we are out of oil
And we don’t care who we spoil
We've got to drill; gastanks fill
And now I respond with PRESSURE
PRESSURE
 
See my wife on Time Magazine
New Yorker too!
What does it mean?
 
PRESSURE!!!!
I’m sure you’ll heed my comic rationale
Just seize my words, put your faith
In my Carteresque advice
Though it’s absurd on its face
Just repeat "Watch tire PRESSURE!"
PRESSURE
PRESSURE
One, two, three, four
PRESSURE!!!!!
 
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Caught you! Mr. Ed

Posted by mrs paddy on Thursday, July 31, 2008 5:12:12 PM
It was inevitable!  Someone referred to John Edwards as Mr. Ed today.  So here it is!  From the TV sitcom Mr. Ed.  I think this time he was caught with his pants down.
 
Mr Ed  Original Theme by Ray Evans and Jay Livingston
 
Divorce is a course to force, of course
And no one can talk to the source, of course
That is, of course, unless divorce is the
Fate of Mr. Ed.
 
Go right to the source and ask, of course
He’ll give you the answer he must endorse
He never thinks the truth has force
Lies from Mr. Ed.
 
People magazine soon will speak,
And spread more Breck Girl lies
But Mr. Ed will only streak
Pretending he's found a disguise!
 
Divorce is a course to force, of course
And it’s not the usual ‘suit’ he sports
A baby’s here from intercourse?
 
Well listen to this.
 
Caught you, Mr. Ed!
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John Edwards REMIX

Posted by mrs paddy on Thursday, July 31, 2008 2:34:04 PM
Here is a parody of the Pointer Sisters' Neutron Dance to John Edwards.

Pointer Sisters' Neutron Dance

I'm John Edwards, Was a candidate
Don't you think my hairstyle is first-rate?
Ambulances used to be my beat
Now the paparazzi’s puttin’ on the heat!

Whoo oooh
Whoo oooh

Don't you like to hear my southern drawl?
Reporters heard me in that bathroom stall
No one else can match my stealthy act
A love child’s on my head and I cannot take it back

Whoo oooh
Whoo oooh

(Chorus)
Even though you say
You don't believe a word I say
It's my wife you'll see
Who's the one I cheated, see?
I'm just learning, don't have a neutron's chance
I'm just learning, don't have a neutron's chance

Candidates will lie and that's for sure
Don't believe me when I say I love the poor
Proof is there if you will only look
'Cause everything I say is gobbledegook

(Chorus)
Even though you say
You don't believe a word I say
It's my wife you'll see
That’s been cheated more by me
I'm just learning, don't have a neutron's chance
I'm just learning, don't have a neutron's chance

Whoo ooh
Whoo ooh
I'm a loser, yeah
I'm a loser, yeah

(Chorus)
Even though you say
You don't believe a word I say
It's my kids you'll see
Who’re humiliated, see?
I'm just learning, don't have a neutron's chance
I'm just learning, don't have a neutron's chance

I doubt there is a White House spot for me
No matter how I try to just believe
And I'm just learning, don't have a neutron's chance
I'm just learning, don't have a neutron's chance
Campaign's burning, don't have a neutron's chance
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OKLOBAMA

Posted by mrs paddy on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 6:57:18 PM
David Letterman: From the “Top Ten Signs Barack Obama is Overconfident”: Proposed bill to change Oklahoma to “Oklobama”
 
So here it is!  From the Musical Oklahoma (Rodgers & Hammerstein)
 
There ain’t no better time to learn to think
But you must listen to what all he says
You might miss it if you start to blink
Thinking ‘bout Obama as the brand new Prez
Brand new Prez?
That’s what he says
Gonna buy you all a little more taxation
Health care for your neighbor, ain’t it aggravatin’
Says he’ll go on Oprah, where they’re bound to swoon
Plenty of air! The new ‘oil’ boon
Plenty of words, and it’s a joke
Plenty of Change and Plenty of Hope
 
OOOOOOOk-lobama,
Where the wind he blows is seeking Change
And the waving seas, will soon recede,
As he conquers climate, sun and rain!
OOOOOOOk-lobama,
Every night his hunny-lamb will sigh
Don’t you know I’m proud, I’ll say it loud
When the White House welcomes you and I!
 
We know he belongs to the Left (yo ho)
And the Left will just leave us bereft!
And when he says
Yeeow! Uhhh Yip Aye Yo Uh  yay!
He’s only sayin’
I’m doin’ fine, I’m Obama!
Oklobama! OK!
 
Repeat All
 
Okla-okla-Okla-Okla-Okla-Okla
Okla-okla-Okla-Okla-Okla-Okla...
 
We know he belongs to the Left (yo ho)
And the Left will just leave us bereft!
And when he says
Yeeow! Errr Yip Aye Yo Uh  yay!
He’s only sayin’
I’m doin’ fine, I’m Obama!
Oklobama!
 
O-K-L-O-B-A-M-A
Oklobama! Yeow!
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Born ME!

Posted by mrs paddy on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 3:12:57 PM
I am disturbed by Obama's arrogance.  I can hear him sing the following.  From Born Free, I think the authors' names for the original song are a happy accident!
 
Born Free by D. Black & J. Barry

Born Me! Which e’er way the wind blows,
I’ll check where the poll goes
Born Me to Marxism start!
Lift Me, and Duty surrounds you,
My tax will astound as
You from your wallet I’ll part!
Name Me and racists won’t claim you,
You’ll cast all the past aside
You’ll soon embrace black pride!
Vote me, make my life worth living,
But only worth living
If you vote Me!!!!!
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Fauxtographs!

Posted by mrs paddy on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 1:20:13 PM
Thanks Tea Party for the inspiration.  Tea Party wrote the followingon Michelle Malkin's column today "You have a way with words. Fauxtographs.  Just the word for the fauxAmerican, fauxchristian, fauxsenator, fauxleader, fauxflagwaver, fauxpatriot, the one the only fauxbama." 
I think this is great fodder for future parodies!  THANKS to Michelle and Tea Party!  This needs to be a little up-beat from the original song.
From TRACES by Buddy Buie / James Cobb / Emory Gordy

Taking fauxtographs,
Family shots with wife and daughters
Campaign hype and flash,
Michelle talks with Barbara Walters
Faces to love, Don’t ya know?
But it won’t work out right
Faces to love
 
Hype beyond compare,
Magazines with glossy covers,
Empty suits he wears,
Hardbound books with slick dustcovers
Faces to love, don’t ya know?
But it won’t work out right
Faces to love
 
Just close your eyes
And say a prayer
That we will see beyond
Those fauxtographs that glare
Out there, oohhh
 
Traces of hope for the right
That we’ll come back and show
Those faces are faux!
Lies and Hype!
Ohh oh oh ohhhh

 

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