But the marrow turned mushy, became brown and slushy so the gard'ner returned to his shed, polished carrots and onions like big, golden bunions, and exhibited all those instead.
The upholsterer said: "I think you are mad, don't make a fuss about one marrow! Trust the Lord: his eye is on the sparrow. About that you can count yourself glad!"
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But the marrow turned mushy,
ReplyDeletebecame brown and slushy
so the gard'ner returned to his shed,
polished carrots and onions
like big, golden bunions,
and exhibited all those instead.
The upholsterer said:
ReplyDelete"I think you are mad,
don't make a fuss about one marrow!
Trust the Lord: his eye is on the sparrow.
About that you can count yourself glad!"
(Matthäus 6; well - lucky indeed)
MUST I leave a limerick as a comment???
ReplyDeleteOoh, I want one too! And a chauffeur...
ReplyDelete~T~ Good of you to call in. I think you should go for a sedan chair. These upholstered wheelbarrows don't usually survive head-on collisions.
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