The Prophet of Doom has a dark side.
Monday, he cursed some teens
Who chided and called him "Baldy."
Tuesday, he sat depressed and lethargic
Under the juniper tree.
Wednesday, he refused to see a King--
Told him to jump in the Jordan.
Thursday, he grieved over a gourd,
But today, today is preparation day,
So he fusses over his sermon,
Air dries his designer toupee,
And practices that constipated look
In the mirror,
That one they taught him at seminary.
But the Sabbath will come on the seventh day,
And finally, it will be Sunday,
And then he can do what he wants to--
Go see his girlfriend and play golf.
-jenn long
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