So Pat did a humorous post at his non rhyming sea and then this popped in for me. Both came about just as a thought and so we added to the plot. Of course we've dealt with such nuts too. I'm sure you've dealt with a few.
I've been working with God,
Which some may take as odd.
Some may be appalled others just enthralled,
As he's short, fat and extremely bald.
He saves little kids,
By taking off child proof lids.
He ignores all your wishing,
Instead deciding to go fishing.
He's always got your back,
Like any good heart attack.
He'll help when you say please,
Cutting you off at the knees.
But that's not a sin,
For as a team you win.
Isn't that poetic?
Or just plain pathetic?
The latter is the case.
But not the full embrace.
For he's so full of it.
And by that I mean shit.
Some may be offended
Not what I intended
At least that's what I pretended
As I really find it splendid
For he's so full of it,
And by that I quite simply mean shit.
Not the, holy, tough or hot kind.
There is only one he can be assigned.
With piles and piles around,
Growing larger with every sound.
Meaning he's quite full.
Full of shit with a side of bull.
So as he enjoys it,
Maybe even employs it,
Reaching for a hand he'll crap in,
As he let's shit happen.
Here's your final tidbit,
When dealing with the full of shit,
Don't stick your hand out to accept it,
And be mistaken for someone who gives a shit,
Ever meet such a "God" at your sea? This rhyme just came to be. Was fun to do as we know a few. Can sure see much of the full part in those we know. For of the full of shit part they glow. Can apply it to any you like if you want them to take a hike. The cat doesn't mind as they are out there in mass. So feel free to quote my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.