Angel's Holiday (Part One)
My Angel Bob is on vacation
That is my predicament and situation
You see for a few thousand years
Hundreds of souls have been in his care
Millions of prayers he sent to Above
Always watching with quiet love
Bob is a Class C angel in 9th Heaven he dwells
You know the one next to Hell
Works all day and through each night
While the demons and devils mock him in delight
He tries real hard to earn his wings
He was up for really important things
Once he was called upon a task so great
But he overslept and he was too late
It seems there was this virgin girl in Israel
An immaculate birth to her he was to reveal
But oversleeping he wasn't able
So God sent down the boastful Gabriel
And than there were these walls of Jericho
Knock them down with a single blow
And than if by choice he lost his voice
So God sent down his thunder
And the great walls fell under
Poor Bob left out cause he couldn't shout
And remember the evil of those two cities
Sodom and Gomorrah a sight not for my pretties
Fire and brimstone he was suppose to rain down
But instead in his pail full of water no orders to drown
So the glory again goes to Gabriel to boast
He burnt those two cities to crispy toast
Back to 9th Heaven on a ladder he must climb
While the demons of Hell mock him in rhyme
Poor Angel Bob even Bill the silly has wings
It seems he helped Joseph intrepid a Pharaoh's dreams
From Class C to B he roused rubbing it into poor Bob's nose
You see Bob was to deliver Joseph's coat of true blue
But he stumbled into a rainbow and dyes it of every hue
Joseph was sold into slavery by jealous brother's schemes
All Bob could say is I hope the boy has dreams
Continued in Angel's Holiday (Part Two)
Copyright © Fritz Purdum | Year Posted 2009
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