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<< " Once upon a very long time ago "...
There was a little boy named Timmy,
and like most little boys Timmy ran like
the wind to get from one place to another. You could see him
running up and down the streets, all day long,
and you would never see Timmy running without
having a tight grip on the handle of his little red wagon.
Now it was a beautiful Sunday morning,
and Timmy was up bright and early and ready to start his day.
He dressed quickly and and had some breakfast,
and out the door he ran,
grabbing his red wagon on his way out the door.
He ran for blocks up the streets and down the avenues
until he reached the church.
When he reached the closed double doors leading into the chapel,
he opened them with a loud crash,
and in through doors he ran, with the little red wagon in hand.
He ran straight for the altar,
when he reached it, he dropped the handle of his little red wagon,
and brought his hands up to his face in prayer,
and in a very loud voice he yelled out ...
" Hello God, my name is Timmy "...
Then Timmy turned from the altar
and grasping the handle of his little red wagon
he ran straight for the closed double doors,
when he reached them,he again crashed through
them with a very loud bang, and ran all the way home.
The week went by, and Sunday arrived again,
and Timmy was up and dressed and ready to go to church again.
Out the door he ran, grasping his little red wagon
on the way through the door. He ran up the streets again
and down the avenues until he again reached
the closed double doors of the church.
There he again crashed through the doors
with his little red wagon in hand,
and he again headed straight for the altar,
he dropped the handle of his wagon,
and raised his hands to his face in prayer.
In an even louder voice then the last week
he yelled out ...
" Hello God, my name is Timmy "...
He again turned to run for the double doors,
and he again hit the double doors with a crash
but this time, the people in the parish complained to the priest,
saying that Timmy has no manners,
that his paernts should have raised him to know
that he shouldn't run through churches,
and that he should never ever yell in the house of God.
So the priest agreed with the people and told them that the very
next time Timmy came to the church,
that he would explain this to the boy.
The next Sunday arrived, and as always Timmy
was more then ready for church. Out the door he ran,
and grabbing his little red wagon as he flew by, he headed down
the street, and up the avenues he flew,
until he reached the church.
He came to the double doors and he crashed through
them the loudest he had ever crashed through them,
and with his little red wagon in hand headed straight to the altar,
as before, he dropped the handle of the little red wagon
and brought his hands up in prayer, and in the loudest voice ever,
he yelled out ...
" Hello God, my name is Timmy "...
Now Timmy grasp the handle of his little red wagon
and started to turn and run for the door,
when out of no where he found himself being held tight by the priest,
this frightened Timmy, and he broke free from priest,
and with his little red wagon in hand he made it
to the double doors, looking over his shoulder all the time
he was running, he crashed through the double doors,
still looking behind him, and he ran straight in the street
and with a crash Timmy and his little red wagon were hit by a car.
Now at this very moment, the clouds in the sky opened up,
and a beam of light shined down on Timmy and his little red wagon,
and the loudest voice known to mankind rang out,
and the voice said ...
" Hello Timmy, my name is God "...
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