Julie As Job Poem by David McLansky

Julie, this is THE LORD,
I was laying around Heaven
Feeling bored
When the Devil got me
Really upset
He said he could out do me,
In a bet;
He said he could pick
A soul at random
And set her on
A course in tandem;
Now don't you worry
Or get upset;
You are the subject
Of our bet;
In the days to come
You will be tested;
In this match
You'll be molested:
You'll lose your camels
And your goats;
Your feet will swell,
Your face will bloat;
Men will turn away in fear;
You'll develop stange pimples
On your rear;
They Devil will try
To lead you astray
In grief and sadness,
But come what may,
Do not lose
Your faith in the Lord
Though beset
By a locust horde;
Though you are trampled
By elephants,
Though your friends are revealed
As sychophants;
Maintain your faith
In my Great Plan,
Do not forswear Me,
Oh Woman of Man.