A Conversation With Bob Poem by bob eichen
A Conversation With Bob
Oh, dear God!
YES, BOB. WHAT IS IT?
I need your help again!
NATURALLY.
The slaughterhouse is closing! Money will be tight. What should I do?
TRY THE YELLOW PAGES, UNDER SAVINGS AND LOANS, THIRD MORTGAGE INTEREST RATES ARE DOWN.
My wife and I are having trouble! Can you help me?
TRY THE YELLOW PAGES UNDER DIVORCE LAWYERS. SHE'S CHEATING ON YOU! TIME TO MOVE ON!
Also I have a mole on my back, it's turning black, and I'm worried!
YELLOW PAGES AGAIN, BOB, UNDER PHYSICIANS, IT'S CANCEROUS.
I was hoping for a miracle!
HAVE YOU ALREADY FORGOTTEN, THREE YEARS AGO, THE PARKING SPOT ONLY TWO BLOCKS FROM THE STADIUM!
I was hoping for something bigger.
SORRY! NO BIG MIRACLES, FREE WILL, YOU KNOW.
Can that be right?
I THINK SO.
Well, thanks anyway. I'll talk to you tomorrow.
I LOOK FORWARD TO IT.
Just great, One miracle per person, the way it all should be... Colin J...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/23/2024 10:00:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I'm aghast! ! God involved in the promotion of Sub Prime Lending and Divorce.... now if only the erant wife could be the one with the cancer then Bob might be abl; e to collect on her life insurance and all his troubles would be over...... pity about that need to park in a hurry! !