Brian Johnston Poet Rhyme

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Brian Johnston
Undergraduate Oklahoma University (about 1963)

I was not really enamored by 'Organized Religion' at this stage of my life! Now I'm slightly more tolerant.

 

The Sawdust

The sawdust lay upon the floor
Each speck was well defined.
'Thanks be to trees, ' one said aloud, 
'That we are nothing more! '

But one poor speck just would not rest, 
'There was a plan! ' cried he.
'We're not just dirt the wind blows 'round, '
God loves us don't you see? '

So all the specks contributed
To God's anointed specks
Until the day the trash was burned
And all God's specks were dead.

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