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The Skeptic
by David Pekrul So, what's up with Noah? He's building an ark, From early each morning, 'Till long after dark. He's preaching that there Will be judgment someday, And so he just works, While the rest of us play. It's really quite foolish, This nonsense that God Will destroy the whole world; His mind's in a fog. For nothing has changed Since the world has begun, We're eating and drinking, And having some fun. While we're having parties, He's living in fear, For Noah's been building For eighty-some years. ________________________ Hey, wait, what was that? Some drops from the sky? Hey, Noah's not kidding !! We're all going to die !! NOAH ??!! NOAH !!! WAIT !!! www.myhiddenvoice.com The poetry of David Ronald Bruce Pekrul If this article is used in any publication, please send a copy of the publication to David Pekrul at 170 Carr Cres. Okotoks, AB T1S 1E3 Canada E-Mail: [email protected] Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |