Suf Board I Can Afford

Be sure to bring your surf board, 
Which you always can afford;
To God be conscientiousness;
When you do be very anxious.

When drowning in river realized, 
That I really was being baptized; 
While I had been having a hunch, 
All politicians were out to lunch.

Would find out that  flu had been; 
Saved for only those who did sin,
According to my Bible I had read,
Will receive ticket when you sped.

Jim Horn
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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