Can Never Fail

Can Never Fail Looks like goose had been on the loose Trying to find fantastic. perfect excuse Not giving up and saying what's the use For angle that was acute is now obtuse. This was angle goose was walking in Not knowing where he had ever been But if he were to soon return again Go to a glen once being his origin. Did decide to run for President instead After finally getting his feet out of bed Seeming so sore and for eternity bled Tripped and fell over and did drop dead. Goose took a gander at being President How many directions mind must be bent With both his eyes having a growing glint Heaven is where he decided to pitch his tent. After he built a big, glowing camp fire And burned his butt and whole entire Being in a single strait that became dire What could he do to clean up muck and mire. As his heavy heart had started to harden God stepped in and granted him a pardon For not having garage sale in His garden Where dances they may do are only modern. On heaven's rough sea of life he set sail And wouldn't you know it without fail Heaven has now been becoming upscale With Christ as your cell phone can never fail. James Thomas Horn Retired Veteran and Poet