God We Have To Thank

God We Have To Thank Was a famous priest named Father Frank; And when seen how our sad hearts sank; Loved a lot; He said not; God we have to thank for pulling a prank. There once had been a promising pastor; Did perturb us by being a big procraster; Had a feel; Was ideal; Became a Methodist and lost his stature. Father Frank believed in being involved; Everything around him always revolved; Great counselor, We knew for sure; Found solutions and our problems solved. Father Frank always knew what God meant; Be careful who you select for your President; To my fine friend, This message send; Must receive My blessings and also consent. What Father Frank did was always diligent; Knew how to handle those being indignant; Horrible despair, Would not share; So he started putting us in a separate tent. Father Frank can negotiate and communicate; Should never wait around or have to hesitate; Never abrupt, Or ever corrupt; Sermons are great and you they do educate. Father Frank likes getting you in the mood On forehead wears a cross that is tattooed Best looking priest so others of we shoed. Father Frank has become a blooming flower, We love, enjoy and appreciate hour by hour; When knees do kneel; How horrible they feel; In all of our hearts has started a roaring fire. Father Frank is a fine natural born laugher Have him at Saint James we would rather; He has great way, With words to say; Love hearing sermons now and hereafter. What I want to hear is poems do please; Read them as they continue to increase; A parable tell, That is swell; And hear a sermon about birds and bees. Jim Horn .