Memories

I recollect we would,encircling a fire,congregate Brew tea and pregnant stories of ancient time narrate My grandpa would hours during nonstop preach The inestimable merits of Dawn prayer and teach Deserting wintry bedstead and its comfort Cleansing,doing ablutions and to the masjid resort Yet would hibernate and for a while snore Something the hapless,antiquated elder imploded to account for Instead on the blasphemous devil blast it Spurn to avoid his assailable limit Professing satan has peed in his ear Portending any if to his alibi doesn't adhere God is merciful and our flaws does tolerate Gran dad's motto is only spank and flagellate.