My name is Bob I came from a blob,
of chemicals mixed just so
Or was it a dot, compressed a lot?
I don.t think we.ll ever know
Time gave me a body,
It.s not too shoddy,
two arms, two legs and a chest
Time gave me a head,
two lips that are red
And two eyes that are nicely recessed
Chance gave me a nose,
with two little holes,
two ears that shift when I smile
Chance gave me a voice,
a throat that is moist
And some hair I can comb and style
Luck gave me a rump,
to sit on a stump,
or anything hard with some ease
Luck gave me a waist,
a tongue that can taste
And a neck that turns when I sneeze
Did I mention my brain?
And all of my veins,
and my heart that beats on its own?
Did I mention my skin,
my lungs and my chin,
And my frame that is made of hard bone?
I credit mutation for my creation,
fate and good fortune helped too
My tail is now gone,
a new day has dawned
It's good to get out of the zoo!
Pastor Peter Grenier Danforth Baptist Church, Maine
Saturday, March 12, 2011
The Testimony of Bob the Athiest
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
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