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Thursday’s Excuse (aka Why I can’t really post today)

Posted Oct 02 2008 12:39pm

Boa Constrictor
by Shel Silverstein

Oh, I’m being eaten,
By a boa constrictor,
A boa constrictor,
A boa constrictor,
I’m being eaten by a boa constrictor,
And I don’t like it–one bit.
Well, what do you know?
It’s nibblin’ my toe.
Oh, gee,
It’s up to my knee.
Oh my,
It’s up to  my thigh.
Oh, fiddle,
It’s up to my middle.
Oh, heck,
It’s up to my neck.
Oh, dread,
It’s upmmmmmmmmmmffffffffff…

There’s a little levity for ya on this beautiful Thursday morning. I had plans to either go back to Romans 5, or talk about some really exciting announcements I’ve been sitting on for a while. But said announcements have come at a price…

First they squeezed me nearly to death with the weight of them, then they began to consume me, bottom up in terms of the execution of them. I think if I were to gauge where they are now I would say “Oh, heck, they’re up to my neck.”

But…I’m in the home stretch, gentle reader. Soon I will have had all the time I needed to devote to these things totally gobbled up. That is to say, they will be done. And then I’ll be able to read in Romans without feeling an all cosuming compulsion to “go finish that already.” Seriously, when God is doing something, and I am a part of it, He is relentless(but in a loving and kind way) that I take care of THAT THING FIRST.

So that is what I am doing. Romans 5 is still buzzing about in my upstairs, and Romans 6 is slowly climbing the steps to join in. Can you hang with me a few days longer?

In the meantime, how long has it been since you’ve read silly poems? Come on! Lighten up already! Read more of Shel Silverstein here, but don’t forget my favorite Silverstein poem EVER. And here’s some Spike Milligan for ya. What’s your favorite silly poem?

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