Nobody Else Poem by Aldo Kraas

Nobody else
Does what I do for you
Father
I help you wash the people's feet
Every single Monday
Tuesday I help you
With the feast
That we do for you people
In the morning we go fishing
With you fishing boat
We are very lucky
Because we are lucky
That we got a large amount
Of fish
None of our people will starve
Now we have to clean the fish
It is a horrible job to do
But it has to be done
Now we are glad that
It is over
Now it is time to barbecue
The fish
Yes we are having a feast
For you people God