Dear Mary

I met your God the other day.
He looked like he was doing fine.
He asked me whether you still pray,
I told him when you had the time.

He asked if I knew a lawyer,
Seems he wants to sue the bible.
He reckons all that 'judgment' stuff
Gives him a good case for libel.

I asked him why he needed cash,
He said that wasn't why, although,
From his worn shoes and tattered suit
It looked like he could use the dough.

Anyway, he said to tell you
That really he was doing fine
And that he'd like a prayer or two
Provided you could spare the time.


by Matt