(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; it’s how I cope to hope to arrive at His ApparatUS today)
You have stepped up to the apparatus.
You got led to it, for you’ve been lazy
in spirit; all was your social status.
Now it’s your turn to work out your crazy.
I’m hands down, arms up; the apparatus.
I lost BIG! I lost MUCH! Cricket ticket.
Chirping sounds I made to expect gratis.
Now, I’m so quiet. I’m in the thick of it.
“On the ApparatUS was He Hung High.”
Acts Five:30 – Stake? Cross? Tree? Point: HE HUNG,
so we didn’t have to hang high, “US guy.”
“US guys” deserve the hang; we’re NOT unsung.
So, see JesUS on the ApparatUS?
Blood, Sweat, and Tears? US? Banish our “bratt”US!