The Reverend Poem by Jimi Warren

The Reverend



I new of a man called The Reverend
He was not your ordinary Man Of The Cloth

He was a scary old goat

He cooked special hamburgs and
Preached with his eyes closed

I saw the whites of his eyes and
ran out the door and forgot my damn coat

01/25/08

Friday, January 25, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: eyes
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Jimi Warren

Jimi Warren

Springfield, Mass
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