Preacher

PREACHER the preacher explains as he travels tracks on his palm he is on god’s path helter-skelter tracks indeed! the midnight express toots warning reverend smith with his superior air mounts the podium from the loft i can see through the tear his underwear after sunday service a hundred dollar bill in the collection plate “praise the lord!” says smith to himself quietly covering it with a five dollar bill Dave Austin

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Julia Ward

Date: 3/21/2015 11:23:00 AM

A slice of American life for me to read about in France. Julia, xx

Funom Makama

Date: 1/28/2015 8:27:00 AM

Great lines with blesed words. Thanks for the magnificient share. I hope the new year is going well so far..

Jaycee Cervenka

Date: 1/23/2015 11:53:00 AM

The hypocritical preacher espousing fire and brimstone only to grease his own palms. He should be careful, grease and brimstone are a dangerous combination.

Daver Austin
Date: 1/24/2015 10:42:00 AM

Thanks for the information. Let's have some more poetry from you. Love, daver

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/17/2015 10:41:00 AM

Daver, in response to what you messaged me, yes, I think there are many swindlers of religion out there and they give a bad name to the others. For them, I think it is all about glory.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/16/2015 8:19:00 PM

the first one made me think of palmistry, Daver. Did you mean that he had many lines in his palms. I am interested in that because my right palm is very much helter skelter, and I always wondered what it meant. Love the part about seeing his underwear. hahaha

Daver Austin
Date: 1/17/2015 10:07:00 AM

I just mean there are many tracks on the palm of the hand and then the old 'judge not that ye be not judged' as brought to mind by the train.

Michelle Mac Donald

Date: 1/10/2015 6:42:00 PM

Oops, you saw his knickers, Daver. "A hundred dollar bill" for a new pair of trousers? Had been sneaky trying to hide it. Hope you're having a wonderful new year and don't find yourself in the clutches of the cold snaps. Keep well, stay safe and warm! Love, Mikki