God Got Cable
And for a week
watched nothing but.
Didn't see the comet.
Didn't see the hurricane.
Missed that baby
being born entirely.
Just watched cable.
Funny thing is,
He liked it.
He knew He wasn't
supposed to.
All those girls
crying about their
boyfriends.
All those track meets.
All that
soap and toothpaste.
He liked it.
Couldn't help it.
Then Gabriel came
over with a deck of cards
and next thing you know,
they've played poker
four weeks straight.
Gabriel's beard nearly
as long as God's
and corn chips all over the place.
And what God decided was that
he liked not cable.
not poker,
but a break.
Every now and then,
even God needs a break.
~Cynthia Rylant
from God Went to Beauty School
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2 comments:
Oh, that's a good one!
I love that.
God Went to Beauty School is probably my favorite book written in verse. :) Generally I'm not a poetry person, but, heck, it's Cynthia Rylant. She's had me hooked since Henry and Mudge.
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