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This came up due to another thread, thought I should post it here as well. It's an older one:
Sunday
Jesus came to me at noon
we sat, broke bread and drank wine.
He asked to watch the football game;
rooted for the underdog, drank beer and belched.
I was not surprised,
this is the Jesus I know.
Kenny A. Chaffin – 12/19/02
Published in Mind Mutations Poetry Anthology - 2004
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