Preacher Sent To Buy Bull Shop
It’s the Bible shop he said.
You cannot miss it. The store is red.
It’s on Main, and it is easy to see.
In the window you will see little Ole Me.
The only shop the preacher found was full of old bulls.
The shelves were empty, but the window was full.
There were no Bibles, but many bulls, none of them were dull.
Preacher said, “I never found anything religious about these bulls.”
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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