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If I Could Have a Word With God

If I could have a word with God
I’d tell him I’m not pleased
Throughout the years he’s toyed with me
He tempted and he teased
He’d lead me up that primrose path
Then  with my goal in sight
Spins me round a dozen times 
And turn out every light
Seems to me whenever I’m
About to be in clover
Someone pulls the rug out
And I have to start all over
So please God if you’re listening
I’ve never asked for much
The next time I’m successful
Don’t kick me in the crotch

©  John W Fenn  18-08-2009

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 11/3/2009 3:33:00 PM
I like your style of poetry, I have the answer to this poem, take a look at my poem Brim Your Minds Cup, love Simone
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Date: 10/31/2009 3:47:00 AM
Think that you are blaming the wrong person. Like the way that you presented the topic. Nicely done. Keep writing. Sara
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Date: 10/25/2009 8:44:00 AM
Your sense of humor in the last few lines gave me a great laugh, John. I guess many of us have felt this type of angst, but you know how to express it so wittily! I'm a big fan of your work, so this is another for my faves. Love, Carolyn
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Date: 10/25/2009 2:19:00 AM
Hi John, I see you're still talking to Him. And that's a good thing. Those kicks... all part of the refining process. Take a look at poor Ole Job. Painfully, he passed the test and remained true to God. (Even though he wished to be dead. Now that's feeling bad...) Look at it this way. You became a stronger spirit with each spin. God has good things in store for you. Good luck in the contest. Lovingly, Dane
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Date: 10/24/2009 1:55:00 PM
Beautifully poised. All the best.
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