I wrote this poem in South Korea (after having complained to God that there was nothing on TV, and pleading with him to let there be something worth watching on - THEN finding "Ben Hur")...
1. My joy from me, no man taketh,
Though God seemingly forsaketh;
And I seem to be alone,
And My sorrow do bemoan.
2. No more can they do but kill,
And, in that case, rise, I will;
Hallelujah, then, I say,
Hallelujah, anyway!
3. Now I'll hit the jolly sack,
Had enough of this day, Jack!
But it ended with "Ben Hur"-
Well, it ended! That's for sure!
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