This stupid poem was recited recently by a CO to manipulate the young'n's

by JimmyPage 16 Replies latest watchtower beliefs

  • JimmyPage
    JimmyPage

    Pizza, A Party and A Moonlight Ride
    Author Unknown

    Jenny was so happy about the house they had found.
    For once in her life it was the right side of town.

    She unpacked her things with such great ease
    As she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze.

    How wonderful it was to have her own room.
    School would be starting, she'd have friends soon.

    There'd be sleep-overs, and parties, she was so happy.
    It's just the way she wanted her life to be.

    On the first day of school, everything went great,
    She made new friends and even got a date!

    She thought "I want to be popular and I'm going to be,
    Because I just got a date with the star of the team!"

    To be known in this school you had to have a clout
    And dating this guy would sure help her out.

    There was only one problem stopping her fate.
    Her parents had said she was too young to date.

    "Well, I just won't tell them the entire truth.
    They won't know the difference, what's there to lose?"

    Jenny asked to stay with her friends that night.
    Her parents frowned but said "All right."

    Excited, she got ready for the big event,
    But as she rushed around like she had no sense.

    She began to feel guilty about all the lies,
    But what's a pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride?

    Well, the pizza was good, and the party was great,
    But the moonlight ride would have to wait.

    For Jeff was half drunk by this time,
    But he kissed her and said that he was just fine.

    Then the room filled with smoke and Jeff took a puff.
    Jenny couldn't believe he was smoking that stuff.

    Now Jeff was ready to ride to the point,
    But only after he'd smoked another joint.

    They jumped in the car for the moonlight ride,
    Not thinking that he was too drunk to drive.

    They finally made it to the point at last,
    And Jeff started trying to make a pass.

    A pass is not what Jenny wanted at all,
    (And by a pass, I don't mean playing football).

    "Perhaps my parents were right... maybe I am too young.
    Boy, how could I ever, ever be so dumb."

    With all of her might, she pushed Jeff away.
    "Please take me home, I don't want to stay."

    Jeff cranked up the engine and floored the gas,
    In a matter of seconds they were going too fast.

    As Jeff drove on in a fit of wild anger,
    Jenny knew that her life was in danger.

    She begged and pleaded for him to slow down,
    But he just got faster as they neared the town.

    "Just let me get home! I'll confess that I lied.
    I really went out for a moonlight ride."

    Then all of a sudden, she saw a big flash.
    "Oh God, please help us! We're going to crash!"

    She doesn't remember the force of impact.
    Just that everything all of a sudden went black.

    She felt someone remove her from the twisted rubble,
    And heard "Call an ambulance! These kids are in trouble!"

    Voices she heard... a few words at best,
    But she knew there were two cars involved in the wreck.

    Then wondered to herself if Jeff was all right,
    And if the people in the other car were alive.

    She awoke in the hospital to faces so sad,
    "You've been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad."

    These voices echoed inside her head
    As they gently told her that Jeff was dead.

    They said "Jenny, we've done all we can do,
    But it looks as if we'll lose you, too."

    "But the people in the other car!?" Jenny cried.
    "We're sorry, Jenny, they also died."

    Jenny prayed, "God, forgive me for what I've done.
    I only wanted to have just one night of fun."

    "Tell those people's family, I've made their lives dim,
    And wish I could return their families to them."

    "Tell Mom and Dad I'm sorry I lied,
    And that it's my fault so many have died.

    Oh, nurse, won't you please tell them that for me?"
    The nurse just stood there, she never agreed.

    But took Jenny's hand with tears in her eyes
    And a few moments later Jenny died.

    A man asked the nurse, "Why didn't you do your best
    To bid that girl, her one last request?"

    She looked at the man with eyes so sad,
    "Because the people in the other car were her Mom and Dad."

    This story is sad and unpleasant, but true,
    So young people take heed, it could have been you.

    (Man you should have heard the dubs go on about how great this poem was! One even related how so-and-so in their family would still be alive if only they'd listened to such counsel!)

  • sir82
    sir82
    This story is sad and unpleasant, but true,

    Uh-huh.

    When? Where? Who (last names)?

  • LDH
    LDH

    Could you kindly forward the CO the below picture, with my compliments?

    alt

  • wha happened?
    wha happened?

    Why are JW's enamored by BS?

  • DoomVoyager
    DoomVoyager

    This poem was not written by a JW. It is a poem about drinking and driving. Although I can't find an author, it is primarily distributed on Christian websites.

    Why are dubs raving about a poem written by a member of Babble-On the Grape?

  • blondie
    blondie

    Since the WTS rarely attributes the things it quotes, why am I not surprised that a CO will not admit that neither he nor another jw authored this little ditty.

    I saw just as many if not more adult jws sloshed at the KH, at parties, and at home.

    Blondie

  • undercover
    undercover

    What a steaming pile of horse shit.

    This is a form of emotional blackmail. Instead of actually punishing people for not obeying, they fill their heads with fear of what could happen if they don't obey. Their message is that by disobeying the counsel of the GB or FDS, the disobedient one will suffer terrible consequences.

  • Scully
  • keyser soze
    keyser soze

    WOW! That's all I have to say. What's sadder than the poem is that they never question the truthfulness of any of these bs stories, or what the actual source material is.

  • yourmomma
    yourmomma

    thats one of the sickest, most f'd up poems i have ever read. these people are so twisted.

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