Now there once was a snake quite conniving
He would hunt near a church that was thriving
Well this camouflage wizard
Went stalking a lizard
Cos this lizard to him means surviving
But this lizard was also a Christian
And the snake hadn’t gotten permission
So despite being shaken
The Lord saved his bacon
And the lizard went on with his mission
©️ Earl W. Pearl - 03/19/2023
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Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) since about 2014 and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.
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