The Holy Book
I have a hole in the book
Where a little worm ate
In little bites
It took
And let in the light
The worm knew not
What it read
How holy the book
Or what it said
I read the book
The story as told
Need be with faith
Holes and all
The worm
Left the book
I used it as bait
To catch the fish
That kept the faith
Copyright © Rudolph Rinaldi | Year Posted 2013
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