I edited a sketch from Kids in the Hall to make a decent poem.
What if Dr. Seuss wrote the Bible?
One day God said
This is what I will do
I’ll send down my son
I’ll send him to you
To clear up this humpity Bumpity huabaloo
He will be the Christ
and miracles he do
and his pals will all call
Him the King of the Jews
He didn’t come in a plane
He didn’t come in a jeep
He didn’t come in the pouch
Of a high jumping vo veep
He came born of Mary
That was his mom
And she named him Jesus
Not Frugal, Frank or Tom
Christ spoke from a mound
Which is a pile of ground
And people gathered around
Without making a sound
And thus he spake
Sin in hearts
Hearts full of sin
How do we quiet this Jerobidy din
Do unto others asYou want them to do to you
That includes you
Young Timothy Foo
One Pharisee said to another he knew
What do we do with this uppity Jew
We can beat him with a whip
And do everything mean
And put him on top of Sam ZittleCrucifixion Machine
Twirl the gawhril
And release the gavlease
And in go the nails
As fast as you please
And he said
As he bled
Forgive them Father
For they know not what they do
They were all bound for Hell
This he knew
There was sin in their hearts
How about you?
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3 comments:
There is simply nothing left to say except that you, my friend, are sheer genius.
Thats funny
Ouch. For some reason that last part stung.
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