I wrote this last night. I hope you like it: Frosty the Baptist, was religious to the core You'd never find him at Disney World or at a liquor store. Frosty the Baptist, was a King James Bible buff, He never read the NIV, or anyother modern stuff. Chorus There must have been some fried food in that covered dish they found. For when they placed it in his hands, he gobbled its contents down. Frosty the Baptist, was totally set in his ways, He complained about the modern times, and longed for olden days. Chorus He believes in The Flood, "The Trail of Blood", and in the Baptist Bride, And when the Creation Museum opened up, he volunteered as a guide. Pounding the pulpit, and screaming til his face turns red, He gets so loud on Sunday morning, the veins bulge in his head. Frosty the Baptist, was a dying breed they say, But he said "no way, cuz I'm here to stay, and I'm not going away." Thumpitty thump thump thumpitty thump thump Frosty is so manly. Thumpitty thump thump thumpitty thump thump he always watches Charles Stanley.