Who Moved the Stone
Who moved the stone?
On Sunday - who indeed?
Evangelists extol
A most baseless creed
If the stone were shifted
As a shot-put heft
By some improbable
Conspiracy - or theft
And Peter in his madness
Encountered but the air
Never having witnessed
His visage or His glare
And no angelic radiance
(That diadems were dim)
Met Mary at the somber
Sepulchre of Him
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