Strange Order Poem by Jeremiah Crane

Strange Order

Rating: 3.0


“Hi, can I take your order, Sir? ”
Had said the waitress to a man.
“Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh.”
“But Sir, I don’t know that I can.”
“And why is that? ” the man had said,
a look of disdain in his eyes.
The waitress, now with shake of head
replied, “I don’t think that is wise.”

Saturday, April 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: religion
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Glen Kappy 06 February 2018

i like this patrick. the humor and feel of it is like a limerick. -glen

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Interesting poem. Thank you for your poem, Patrick

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Kelly Kurt 18 April 2015

fun poem. I enjoyed. Thanks for sharing, Patrick

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