God! That Ark Stank
Dick Underwood
Published by Technology Now at Smashwords
Copyright 2011 Dick Underwood
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Table of Contents
Sample From “Still Will I Love You”
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Adam
Adam they called me,
The first of creation.
The father of every
Country and nation.
They say that I sinned,
And they really can't see,
It was Eve that first started it.
Eve, and not me.
I was lonely and bored,
And I wanted a friend;
But God gave me a woman,
The start of the end.
She came from my rib,
From a part of my body;
But she wasn't well made
And was really quite shoddy.
She bit on God's fruit,
It was juicy and tasty.
She chewed it, then swallowed,
And then thought, "That's hasty".
And then in a panic,
Whilst filled with deep shame,
She passed it to me
So that I'd take the blame.
She'd eaten three-quarters
Maybe a bit more,
And I had the rest,
A few pips and the core.
I tried to look nonchalant,
Happy and gay,
But I knew that my innocence
Had all gone away.
Then God in the Garden
Of Eden came walking,
So we hid in the bushes,
Kept quiet with no talking.
We kept covered up
With the leaves of a fig,
But I was embarrassed,
The leaf wasn't big.
The Lord, he soon found us,
He knew what we'd done.
It was then that I wished
I could go home to mum.
But I hadn't got one,
I'd never been small,
Except for the time
I was nothing at all.
He threw us from the garden,
Put guards on the door;
And said, "You were rich,
But now you are poor.
I gave you my breath
And from dust you became,
And now I will change you
To dust once again."
Don't listen to others,
Don't do what they do.
It'll only cause problems,
A great ballyhoo.
Just listen to God,
And obey every law;
Or you'll end up like me,
As dust on the floor.
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Noah
Noah's my name,
And sailing's my game,
I like a boat that's fancy.
It's rough out on the ocean wide,
And really rather chancy.
I wasn't at the seaside,
But God said there'd be a flood,
So I got my little hammer,
And I got some gopher wood.
I nailed it all together,
And made myself a boat,
Then just sat back and waited,
To see if it would float.
The neighbors laughed,