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