Quatrain of The Absurd
Absurd - illogical
I was riding in my car with God,
when I ask him about the
end,
Was it near, was it far, was it
an honest act He could
defend?
And with a smile so reverent,
like only God can, He spoke not a
word,
My answer, an impertinent quest,
it was the question that was
absurd!
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