Preacher You Got to Prime the Water Pump
Sermon's dry
Pour water in to get water out
Noah's Arc stuck in a sandbar
Pumped Sucker rod
Gaskets failing
Replacement Vintage parts
Backorder Amen
They don't make 'em
Like they used to
Copyright Ms. Sage Sweetwater, firebrand lesbian novelist
This is a very deep poem and can have many meanings to many people, but the meaning it has for me is, that religion is all but dried up, and needs and little primer to get it going again on the right path this time. Thank you for sharing, Sage.
May the Lord Bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and walk by your side. With love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister Barbie.
fee
Be always safe,
Karen
his blood supply long ago dried up!
money gone, no more sin;
how he gonna pay for his new Mercedes?
How he gonna keep his congregation without sin?
Excellent poem Sage!
Peace and vintage parts straight from Leviticus,
Dayvid
Another gem by you, Sage.
Namaste
Tony