Drunk as a Skunk

    Noah, ‘a righteous man
      pure in his generations’                  (Genesis 6:9)
    spent a year in the Ark
      ‘til on Mt. Ararat it parked

    When he emerged
       he got drunk as a skunk
    Which just goes to show
       it’s a whole bunch of bunk

    That to be righteous and pure
       ya gotta live like a monk
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November 4, 2024 at 10:09 AM
I'll raise my glass to that one Gershon.
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November 3, 2024 at 1:42 PM
Hysterical ))) Pangie
Wolf Avatar
November 3, 2024 at 4:43 PM
Hey, thanks for this great comment, P! LMAO...
Tor Avatar
November 1, 2024 at 8:31 PM
Lol I guess Noah was human after all. the failure of man is inevitable thank God he forgives us. Enjoyed this one Gershon. So glad to see you back...
Wolf Avatar
November 3, 2024 at 4:44 PM
Alright, Michael. Thanks. Glad to see you back as well! ~ gw
Greenhough Avatar
November 1, 2024 at 7:49 PM
Drunk as a skunk? Were there skunks on the Ark? My imagination is going wild with your description.
Wolf Avatar
November 3, 2024 at 4:45 PM
Two of each species, the Boss said. Imagine!! (Well, maybe not! lol). ~ Holden Mi Nose
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November 1, 2024 at 6:36 PM
Hello, friend! (see new poems :-)
Wolf Avatar
November 3, 2024 at 4:46 PM
Hello there, Jeff. Nice to see your avatar, sir!
Rodrigues Avatar
November 1, 2024 at 4:17 PM
Hopefully it was a good glass of wine…cheers
Wolf Avatar
November 3, 2024 at 4:46 PM
More look a good dozen barrels or so. Smiles, gw
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