I can see now

That was one awful sermon.

So thank you for stickin’ ‘round.

I didn’t see how thick the grime was

All up my arms and down my pride

What a little boy was I

With no time to say no

Cause Sunday at 6 comes

Ready or not

And that lady on the plane

Gave me something to say

That seemed to fit the bill

But I was so glad

Just to get

That momentous event

Done with.

One side of the stadium hated me

One side loved me

I was undecided

Could see good points from both sides

But really just wanted to escape

Into Cape Cod in Georgia

By the pool

Or, truth be told,

back under the covers

For six days

Before I’d have to do it

All again

I’ve never wanted

To lift out

So badly

In all my life