To Doze Or Not To Doze
The sermon was dull, the church was warm,
Grandpa Smeltzer was snoring up a storm.
Every once in a while, he'd give a snort.
The young lads were counting his snorts as sport.
Grandma Smeltzer gave her man a poke,
"Why'd you do that woman?" loud words he spoke.
The pastor ignored them and kept up the drone
Reading the scriptures in monotone..
I looked around, and others were nodding.
Some jerked awake after gentle prodding.
"It's a sin", said I, "That grown men
Can't stay awake for the last amen."
Then we closed our eyes as we started to pray
And I just couldn't help it, mine stayed that way.
For the Snooze or choose, contest.
Placed 11th
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