Sunday, January 28, 2007

The Moral of the Story

Worm Jesus was,
Of course, a worm that crawled
Up on the hook
Of his own freewill.

The others in the Styrofoam cup
Were crapping their pants.
A water so cold and so dark,
It was like the world
Before it was formed, and here
Worm Jesus was cast in.

Seething fools, duped
By appearances, he was about
To fall from grace
When the sheep of the sea
Got caught being lazy,
Netted, and clubbed
In the thinker.

No comments: