Tuesday, October 2, 2012

ELEVEN

On the eleventh day of wisdom

my true love gave to me
one plus ten
mercedes benz
my friends I know
all got Porch'es
i guess we're
on the mends

Jesus din't hang
with Pharisees, no, no
he hung with people,
folks like you and me
folks at weddings
and fondue dinners
and toasts with Guiness
and roasts with goats
and all night benders
sweet scented candles
and midnight rambles

and He prayed judicious --
don't you think me ridiculous
did' 'cha think me a wee bit raw
Jesus ... he's the man by yards,
Jesus ... with me very own Paw
would've played friendly cards --
Then skate up Tony Hawks,
hang a 720 ... while TEXTING large...

Hanging ten, making us fishers of men

eleven is that number
that begs one more for twelve
but Porsche, Benz, and a bumper
of course of Chevrolet's
just fine for elevens
no more will i crave...

Jesus is three out'ta one
and sure e'nuff din't hang
with no Pharisee, none a'non
don' be you dawdling
While He the Lord Jesus Christ in swaddling,
is hanging with Sanford and Son


Patrick Darnell 12-23-2009
By remission of permission and without contention DPD

3 comments:

Syld said...

Hi Moo Pig,

I listened to some MooPig music. Was that the BeeGees? Good choice, and I did the disco with my cane and walker. Pretty much scared the cats. Not the girl I used to be, either. But still I can dance. Postings are the best. Reporting and editorials are informative. Blessings American bro's, hard to find.
Syld

MooPig said...

YOu, SlyD, not dancing would be like the sun not rising.

Syld said...

Thanks MoOpIg,

In the picture who is Moo, who is Pig (loving animals and respecting very intelligent sensitive family loving pigs), and who is wisdom? I think wisdom is on the couch interjecting truth as needed. Otherwise, how could one stand on one's head like that for the picture, unless inspired by the editor. Blessings to All MPW's, and simply Secede from here; not really citizens anymore. TweetBear_Hugs, SylD