Red Hot Tar
Grandma told it well.
Some missionaries
Visited her dad –
He was one deacon.
Everyone listened.
He let them teach.
All about God
And the iron rod
Deacons complained
Threatened him
Their mob came
Red -hot tar --
Kids learned
Dad’s strength
Stands!
1/13/2017
One Outrageous Story!
I remember Grandma telling me
about her dad, my great-grandfather.
back in the early 1900s
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2017
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