Mr. Pea-Nutty. Poem by Michael Gale

'Peanuts, get yer peanuts here! ' said the house builder, as the hammer banged...
'Get yer peanuts here he rang and again he sang.'

Another volunteer looked in amazement up at the ex president of our country. 'We Habitat for Humanity volunteers are tired of hearing those words, Mr. Carter'...
'Ya need ta swing that hammer much longer and harder', said another.

And so he swung and he swung...
He even got the knack of climbing up and down the laddering rung.

From then on then, he was the hardest worker at the volunteer work sight...
He hammered and hammered and sawed through the night.

He told jokes still more and kept busy at work...
He was not lazy or a stuck up jerk.

He was one of our best men in office, only because he cared so much...
He did not believe in laziness or even things, silly as such.

It takes a much taller man to stand up for what he believes in and cares for...
To have common sense and convictions, you don't even have to be rich or poor.

Habitat For Humanity is such a real good cause...
Everyone needs to be like Jimmy Carter and move on forward without even the littlest pause.

Lift that hammer and push that saw...
Everyone will next be, by you, amazed and in awe.


(No disrespect meant here for one of our ex Presidents.)

For, no greater be he, without a sense of humor!

Habitat For Humanity is a worth while charity that helps the
underprivileged get into a home.