Below is the poem entitled Boy Scouts and Brussel Sprouts which was written by poet
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If all of you are good Boy Scouts
Better be sure to eat your brussel sprouts
And have hog jowls along with some grits
Even though some say Shallotte is the pits.
In church basement, Boy Scouts are meeting;
When they began, God are always greeting
So from all of their sins they can repent;
Why in church should a room have to rent?
Free, free, free will be the word for me
And with no one do we ever disagree;
God's love is in our life every day
But by Baptists we were blown away.
Scouts take an oath and are saying
To God we are those who are praying
While Baptists their building like to hoard;
Keep to themselves and won't share their Lord.
You must look in pine tree to find a cone
And join Baptist Church to be left alone;
While we were reading the Brunswick Beacon
People left church because pool was leaking.