A Poem

I so much do remember
my birthday is in December.
It is on December eight
Evil and dirt I do hate.
My dad’s name was Lon,
My first name is John.
I am glad the mother I had,
very glad I did not do as dad.
In December I’ll be eighty-seven.
I want a home in Heaven.
Christmas is the time to give.
I love God’s way to live.
I’m Irish and very clean
as my favorite color is green.
I was born by a tiny town,
never did become a clown.
I am now gettin’ old
I’m glad the Bible was told.
In me is no pride,
nothing from God can I hide.
As Jesus is the King
I love His praises to sing.
I am now an old man.
I’m livin’ the best I can.
I am also tall and very big,
I’m glad I was not a pig.
As Jesus took me in,
I can not do no sin.

~ John Cook

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