Faithful Mcgee

McGee was sitting by himself In a quiet corner of the pub Then softly closed the book he’d been reading And gave it, a pat and a rub When Finn walked in and saw McGee He headed right to his table As Finn sat down he wore a frown For recognized the book by its label He said to McGee “You don’t really believe All the things that’s been writ in this book” “Yes I do, and why? Don’t you?” Said McGee with a puzzling look Finn reached for the book and opened it wide To the first page he’d chosen by chance Finn pointed his finger down to a page And both Finn and McGee took a glance It spoke of a man who was swallowed alive And stayed in the fish for three days Then after three days he was spat on the beach And stood up and walked on his way “Now I ask you McGee, how can a man Live through such a arduous task ”, “I don’t know, said McGee ‘but the day I’m in heaven’ When I see him, I’ll be sure to ask” “How do you know which place he would go It might NOT be heaven”, said Finn “Well if that is the case” McGee said in hast “I’ll leave it to You, to ask him”