Quatrain of Brunch
Last Brunch- almost went to the
Last Supper
I washed my hands, in
very clean rain
water,
I let them dry under the
sun, as it became
hotter.
I shook hands with the Lord;
introduced myself as
a sinner in a
crunch,
I wasn't summoned to the
Last Supper, but I
was invited to
brunch.
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