The Skeptic

So, what’s up with Noah? He’s building an ark, From early each morning, ‘Till long after dark. He’s preaching that there Will be judgment someday, And so he just works, While the rest of us play. It’s really quite foolish, This nonsense that God Will destroy the whole world; His mind’s in a fog. For nothing has changed Since the world has begun, We’re eating and drinking, And having some fun. While we’re having parties, He’s living in fear, For Noah’s been building For eighty-some years. _________________________ Hey, wait, what was that? Some drops from the sky? Hey, Noah’s not kidding !! We’re all going to die !! NOAH ??!! NOAH !!! WAIT !!!