Noah

Noah’s my name, and sailing’s my game, I like a boat that’s fancy.
It’s rough out on the ocean wide, and really rather chancy.
I wasn’t at the seaside, but God said there’d be a flood,
So I got my little hammer, and I got some gopher wood.

I nailed it all together, and made myself a boat,
Then just sat back and waited, to see if it would float.
The neighbors laughed, and splashed about in all the shallow water.
I told them, “God’s annoyed with you; you’re heading for the slaughter”.

At God’s command I got together everything I could,
And gathered all the animals, at least, the ones that would.
The poor old dinosaur and its mate could not get through the door,
So they waited for the sun to shine and strolled along the shore.

The ark I’d made three stories high, it really was top heavy,
But the elephants on the bottom floor just kept us nice and steady.
It stunk that ark! I often wished the animals were fewer,
Because for all the ark’s amenities it didn’t have a sewer.

The whole time I was sea sick, and feeling rather ill.
If I’d paid for sea-sick tablets I’d have had a hefty bill.
It rained for forty days in all, and forty nights non-stop,
Which even here in (state your own country) is considered quite a lot.

Eventually I landed, upon Mount Ararat.
So I built a little alter, and I cried, “Thank God for that!”
Everywhere was flooded, and everything was dead,
Excepting for the animals which to the ark I’d led.

God washed the world of evil, and he made it all anew,
And he sent an arching rainbow with its yellow, red, and blue.
The rainbow tells us of God’s love, compassion ever new,
You can see it in the colors, you can sense it in the hue.

The Spring-time, nor the harvest, will ever pass away;
The blackness of the darkest night will always turn to day.
But take it as a warning of God’s almighty power,
And do his bidding and his will, each moment and each hour.

© 1997 Dick Underwood

Further information about Dick Underwood