“It is done”, God said,
“It’s time to take a rest.”
The angels marveled at the sun and stars,
Jesus liked the Earth the best.
God’s workshop was a jumble,
And Gabriel started to clean.
He found a pile of extra parts,
And caused some kind of scene.
“You know I can’t stand waste, Lord.
“You’ve got to use these bits,”
“Can’t be done,” God told him.
“Nothing left there fits.”
“You’re the Lord!” Said Gabriel,
“Ain’t nothing you can’t do.”
So God jammed the bits together,
And made the platypus and you.
poem originally posted on David McMahon’s
May 5th, 2008
Poet: Charlene L. Amsden
I shared this previously, but it seemed the perfect poem for April Fool’s Day. This is National Poetry month and I will attempt to post a poem a day — some of them might even be new!