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Matthew 21: 33-41

There was a man, who planted a vineyard,
With a hedge and wine press transfigured;
He built a tower and lent it to the tenants,
Before leaving, they gave a remittance;
When time for the fruit drew ripe and near,
He sent his servants to the tenants to peer;
The tenants beat up one until he moaned,
Another one killed and another one stoned;
He sent more servants to them to reclaim,
Unfortunately, they did more of the same;
He thought that he'd send his only one,
Said to himself,"They'll respect my son";
But seeing the son, what a coincidence,
"Killing the son, we get the inheritance";
So they took the son out and had killed,
What the owner to think of what instilled;
Maybe he will put them to an ugly death,
Maybe choking them to their last breath;
Then lend the vineyard to other residents,
Who will give the fruits, not be dissidents.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright ©2004 Richard Newton Sherrer

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