The parson stopped, he now was weary,
From baptising thirty eight;
Next, a sinner eager, heavy
'Bout two fifty was his weight.
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Still laughing. Not sure if you actually witnessed this but great story in any event. Loved it. You got a great down to earth sense of humor, Joe.
Got a smile from me as well. Thanks for your kind thoughts, so glad you like my poems. Adeline
Very humorous, reminds me of the joker in the movie The Ghost and mr. Chicken shouting atta boy Luthor one great poem joe.
A quite funny piece Joseph. Whatever works; there’s more than one way to fry an egg. Just get him in there. Hahaha. Very good.
The sinner was prepared to repent, the hard way it seems, a brilliant write Sir, loved it.
Was he heavy in sin or in weight? either way wading would save the preacher and the 'sinner' A well written poem
I liked this one so much.