Some you may not like this, but just some words that got through my mind, and the need was there to share the joke........ Or is it????? If you read right
When i know that i'm perfect
You know my lord its true
This is all an act I play
Till I'm summoned up to you
Trust you don't take me seriously
Just look the other way Lord
When I get a nasty mood
I promise you my Lord
Hand across my heart
I will offer five cents to church
Lord for every nasty act i do
How can i jump out the window Lord
When i know its a bit too soon
Now please look here dear Lord
Did I not Promise
That five cents to the church
So why the hell my Lord
The Church always grabs for more
You must tell the priests my Lord
Getting rich to fast is bad
So take a breather Lord
Or take a walk alone
Hey this all a joke, and you know I am mad my Lord
Its this wit you gave me Lord
Its playing bonkers now
So do not hold this to my scale
My Lord don't judge me for my wit
You know i want to be with you
No other place I will choose
But obligatons Lord is pulling me back
You given me some tasks
I need to see them complete
Until that time dear Lord
Please do hold that space for me
and when that time comes
My soul please take to you
And place it in that space
Just beside of You
Audrey Barber
Poetry by Audrey Barber
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Written on 2006-08-21 at 18:59
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Fun with God
Oh god how can be humbleWhen i know that i'm perfect
You know my lord its true
This is all an act I play
Till I'm summoned up to you
Trust you don't take me seriously
Just look the other way Lord
When I get a nasty mood
I promise you my Lord
Hand across my heart
I will offer five cents to church
Lord for every nasty act i do
How can i jump out the window Lord
When i know its a bit too soon
Now please look here dear Lord
Did I not Promise
That five cents to the church
So why the hell my Lord
The Church always grabs for more
You must tell the priests my Lord
Getting rich to fast is bad
So take a breather Lord
Or take a walk alone
Hey this all a joke, and you know I am mad my Lord
Its this wit you gave me Lord
Its playing bonkers now
So do not hold this to my scale
My Lord don't judge me for my wit
You know i want to be with you
No other place I will choose
But obligatons Lord is pulling me back
You given me some tasks
I need to see them complete
Until that time dear Lord
Please do hold that space for me
and when that time comes
My soul please take to you
And place it in that space
Just beside of You
Audrey Barber
Poetry by Audrey Barber
Read 442 times
Written on 2006-08-21 at 18:59
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