Good Morning God
Tis true Lard
I like to sleep in
Tis also true Lard
My face becomes
Two huge lips by morn-in
Especially on my well deserved
Sunday morn-in sleep ins
But, as 'God' would have it
I was to be woken up, again
This fine Sunday morn-in
By a messenger from 'God'
She was a fine looking messenger, indeed
And she had a little messenger boy with her
Although
He was a quiet little messenger
And he had a really great messengers suit on
Now usually Lard
I'm all ears
When it comes to
A message from 'God'
But this morn-in
I was all lips
And it was only after
Oh, about one minute
Did I decide
To suck-in my lips
And let out
A return message
To 'God'
After all
They were His messengers
And my morn-in lips spoke
And said
'Do you know what day this is?
This is the day of rest
So I would appreciate it
If you would tell 'God'
To stick to His script
And let me have
My day of rest
Which He hath so provided'
Slam!
Roland Hardy
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-message-to-god/
