Poems of Lighthouse Bob

Beware of Dishes with Spoons #406



Beware of Dishes with Spoons

Almighty God reigns
in Japan and Spain,
from So-Cal to Nor-Cal,
He's always the same,
He's never grown weary,
on top of His game,
the doldrums and dreary
go bye-bye in vain,
singing, “Hey Diddle Diddle!”
it's really no brainer,
our body's the Temple,
a Spirit container,
where Jesus resides,
He's our Coach and our Trainer
who's helping survive,
like a Gloria Gaynor,
with Hope in our future,
with Freedom and Passion,
a life full of Living
til one day we cash-in
and then we'll be there,
right there in the middle,
where'll be this strange cat,
a cat with a fiddle,
as we go jumping the moon.




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Beware of Dishes with Spoons #406

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